song of the day

In all my life mercy
hasn't known my name this well
Like how every sea filters out
and leads us gently to a creek
we sit around

Some of us are strong
but the rest of us are weak

So let us down, if you must
But let us down easy, Lord
Let us down easy, Lord
Let us down

In patches of pink clouds thick smoke
comes rising off them hillside slopes
Down here in this neighborhood it's the dumps
with cars iced up perfect for writing on
if you're wearing gloves

Every season I spend alone
feels like a thousand
to my heart and in my soul

So let me down, if you must
But let us down easy, Lord
Let us down easy, Lord
Let us down

Instead of praying I tell God these jokes
He must be tired of himself so much
He must be more than disappointed
Christmas comes, we eat alone
A pretty girl surrounds some pretty thought
Who takes your order, she yells it
and she cries alone in the back room once it stops
then she smiles

So let her down, if you must
But let us down easy, Lord
But let us down easy, Lord
Let us down easy, Lord
Let us down
Let us down easy, Lord
Let us down
Let us down easy, Lord
Let us down, let us down, let us down
Easy

~Ryan Adams, "Let Us Down Easy," Cardinology