Lagunita

A cruel wind swept the horizon

Blew off my armor, and I woke up with nothing

The angel I wrestled in darkness

He's pulling his socks on

And withholding my blessing

It never occurred to me that grief should refer to something bad that happened

And maybe you're broken 'cause you lost someone

Tell me you care for me, tell me a secret that you've half forgotten

Thieving and dying in the arms of love, in the arms of love

I wandered off from so many parties

When I couldn't stand up to polite conversation

Then came to in the dry Lagunita

Where I brushed myself off and found my way home again

It never occurred to me that grief should refer to something bad that happened

And maybe you're broken 'cause you lost someone

Tell me you care for me, tell me a secret that you've half forgotten

Thieving and dying in the arms of love, in the arms of love

I'm growing soft in my old age

I go where I'm wanted, I leave before closing

And I've learned to love the sinner and the sin

See the brush in the painting, taste the calf in the gelatin

But it never occurred to me that grief should refer to something bad that happened

And maybe you're broken 'cause you lost someone

Tell me you care for me, tell me a secret that you've half forgotten

Thieving and dying in the arms of love, in the arms of love