Grace Potter, The Nocturnals - Ragged Company lyrics
[Grace Potter, The Nocturnals - Ragged Company lyrics]
O Lord, I think I’m falling, to my disbelief
I’m cursing like a sailor and
Lying like a thief
It’s hard to heed the calling from
The better side of me
When I’m blaming everybody else
And no one’s coming clean
O Lord
Can you see my thick skin wearing thin?
And the demons of a lesser
Me are beckoning me in
Those who gathered ’round me
I’m watching them all leave
'Cause, I am my own ragged company
You can take a trip to China
Or take a boat to Spain
Take a blue canoe around the world
And never come back again
But traveling don’t change a thing
It only makes it worse
Unless the trip you take is in
To change your cruel course
‘Cause every town’s got a mirror
And every mirror still shows me
That I am my own ragged company
I am my own ragged company
Won't you help me, Lord?
Won't you help me, Lord?
Someone cut the cord
And I'm falling back again
Oh it’s lonely, Lord, it’s mighty cold
And I don’t want to live this way
Afraid of growing old
It’s hard to heed the warning when
You cannot see the crime
The only way to remember is
To forget in a rhyme
And I’m scared to tread the red
Road that leads to Galilee
'Cause, I am my own ragged company
I am my own ragged company
Oh, I am my own ragged company
I am my own ragged company
I’m cursing like a sailor and
Lying like a thief
It’s hard to heed the calling from
The better side of me
When I’m blaming everybody else
And no one’s coming clean
O Lord
Can you see my thick skin wearing thin?
And the demons of a lesser
Me are beckoning me in
Those who gathered ’round me
I’m watching them all leave
'Cause, I am my own ragged company
You can take a trip to China
Or take a boat to Spain
Take a blue canoe around the world
And never come back again
But traveling don’t change a thing
It only makes it worse
Unless the trip you take is in
To change your cruel course
‘Cause every town’s got a mirror
And every mirror still shows me
That I am my own ragged company
I am my own ragged company
Won't you help me, Lord?
Won't you help me, Lord?
Someone cut the cord
And I'm falling back again
Oh it’s lonely, Lord, it’s mighty cold
And I don’t want to live this way
Afraid of growing old
It’s hard to heed the warning when
You cannot see the crime
The only way to remember is
To forget in a rhyme
And I’m scared to tread the red
Road that leads to Galilee
'Cause, I am my own ragged company
I am my own ragged company
Oh, I am my own ragged company
I am my own ragged company