They were having a service at Harpers Bar.
It’s about a block down from the community church.
The spirits flow freely there
And Honesty often erupts into a fight.
Twelve pickups and a few SUV’s
make an interesting congregation.
And each confession concludes with the listener’s exclamation of “No Shit!”.
And the man with a broken smile and dirty hands says, “Another round on me.” So the ex-football player with the white SUV knocks him off his stool until the bartender steps in and reminds them of their long friendship. Soon the shouts die down and Willie Nelson keeps playing on the juke box and two by two the patrons leave affected by the preacher’s words.
I can’t tell you who I am because
I’m afraid I’ll be rejected if I do
Still, the thing about your love that I neglected
Is that I did the thing that you would never do
I left you and I thought it was the right thing
Thinking you deserved much more than what I was
But the opposite was true and it is frightening
To really, really know that I am loved
So from here I guess is really the big question
Do I come out of the cave into the sun?
Do I walk back through the gate that I had opened?
Do I come back to the place where life is fun?
Still, I’m feeling that I really
Lack the power
That I’m lost and I will never find the key
But you followed
And I hear your voice ascending
You were always mine and will forever be