Resurrection Blues

A cool, clear night

Stillness before the light

The Blues move through

Resurrecting the old you knew

And songs sleep inside you

Until you call them out

A baby cries

And a soldier prepares to die

The world spins by

As the stars cross the evening sky

And spirits move mountains

When you call them out

A cool, clear night

Stillness before the light

The Blues move through

Resurrecting the old you knew

And songs sleep inside you

Until you call it out