A Straighter Line

Do you feel his hand on your shoulder,

The way that I feel on mine?

For if your soul's been swallowed up by darkness,

He can put you walkin’ on a straighter line.

For many years I struggled, demons on my back.

I never thought I'd see the light of day.

And those demons fought like hell to pull me to the black,

But never did the good lord turn away.

I thought whiskey and cocaine would ease my sorrows,

But it only took me closer to the grave.

I was livin’ for today and not tomorrow.

Believed my soul was too far gone to save.

Do you feel his hand on your shoulder,

The way that I feel on mine?

For if your soul's been swallowed up by darkness,

He can put you walkin’ on a straighter line.

Sun risin’ Sunday morning sendin’ people off to church,

Would find me havin’ never seen the bed.

I was sinkin’, ever sinkin’, feelin’ things were getting worse.

I saw my body in a casket layin’ dead

Surrounded by strangers in a prison,

With no where to turn but on high,

Having wasted every blessing I was given,

I prayed lord please give me grace before I die.

Do you feel his hand on your shoulder,

The way that I feel on mine?

For if your soul's been swallowed up by darkness,

He can put you walkin’ on a straighter line.

For if your soul's been swallowed up by darkness,

He can put you walkin’ on a straighter line.