Wise Blood
(DADGBD / capo 3)

Another song that I churn up in my gut and blare out in prayerful pandemonium. I redid this song because it possesses a quiet, lurking power that I feel tends to be overlooked. I love to sing this live, so I figured it might be a good fit on Bookmark for that reason. I am especially drawn to the haunting background voices and the way they “lift” the choruses on this version. So Peter Gabriel.

I turn another mile
twisting in my seat
in a perfect world
I could not look behind me

to see who I had hurt
and what I'd left behind
all the details that I'd missed
and all the treasures left unmined

like the thief who returns what he steals
like the beggar who's handing out twenty-dollar bills
like a river of love in flood
is wise blood

today my heart is aching
in this land of the living
there's not enough joy
and there's never enough plenty
all glory to Him
who nurses not His grievances

like the thief who returns what he steals
like the beggar who's handing out twenty-dollar bills
like a river of love in flood
is wise blood