trespasses

(Smith / Daugherty)

Life is designed With unfinished lines
That another sings
Each story unfolds like it was gold
Upon a ragged wing.

The bold and the fair suffer their share
He whispered to his kin...
All of my debts, Left with regrets,
I'm sorry for everything.

Trespasses stretch like broken fences
Winding as they may
Trespasses stretch like broken fences
Hope to mend them one day.

And she pinned back her hair
Shouldered with care the burdens that were his
Mending the coat that hung on the post
In heart remembering.

Trespasses stretch like broken fences
Winding as they may
Trespasses stretch like broken fences
Hope to mend them one day.

And her time was to come
Called to her son
This your song to sing All of our debts
Wove with regrets Upon a golden string
And he found the old coat
Hung on a post
Like a ragged wing
And took as his own
The sewn and unsown
Joyfully whistling.