Mending Song

I was born in Carolina, near the paper mill I learned the town was haunted, rebels had been killed Something grew up twisted in me, ripping all the seams But I was mended by the love of my mama To fight the devils down in me I left for Nashville with no money to my name I sang on 17th like I was on a stage The road that I took then was full of ditches and mistakes And deep in the shadow of my failures I saw some things are worth the pain I wanna live like I'm only made of air And I will forgive what I've done out of despair I'm trying to find the happiness and healing In the things that still need some repair My marriage ended and I moved up north to mend I tried to fight it like a needle in my skin The hole inside me kept on growing, everything went black Was then I heard the words of my father "Have faith, there's no storm that doesn't pass" I wanna live like I'm only made of air And I will forgive what was done out of despair I wish you only happiness and healing And I hope that you're finding it out there Yeah, ooh-ooh-ooh I'll carry every life I've lived into the next Maybe St. Peter will just average all the best But don't let me into Heaven 'til Goliath knows defeat And when it's done, I'll slip into Nirvana And let go of everything that's holding me Holding me