Bless This Mess - David Bazan
God, bless the man who falls
God, bless the man who yields to temptation
God, bless the woman who suffers
God, bless the woman who weeps
God, bless the children trying her patience
Trouble getting over it is what you're in
For so pour yourself another
It'll take a steady pair of hands
Holy or unholy ghost well now
I can't tell but either way you cut it
You should get some distance
If you plan to take a stand
God, bless the house divided
God, bless the weeds in the wheat
God, bless the lamp lit under a bushel
I discovered hell
To be the poison in the well
So I tried to warn the others of the curse
Then my body turned on me
I dreamt that for eternity
My family would burn then
I awoke with a wicked thirst
By my baby's yellow bed
I kissed her forehead
And rubbed her little tummy
Wondering if she'd soon despise the smell
Of the booze on my breath like her mom
Through a darkened mirror
I have seen my own reflection
And it makes me want to be a better man
After another drink
God, bless the man at the crossroads
God, bless the woman who still can't sleep
God, bless the history that doesn't repeat
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