Chance at Wholesome

Run me river, run me wild

Run me daughter of the reconciled

Run me ragged down the line

The way you left was turpentine

I am holy, I am stained

I kiss the stones, let the river reign

It's a mess house with you gone

But your ghosts did the damage until dawn

You walk that fine line

Now you got me kissin' all the concubines

You were a half-written poem

We had a chance at wholesome

You walk that fine line

Now you got me kissin' all the concubines

You were a half-written poem

We had a chance at wholesome

We had a chance at wholesome

Ride it faster, run out of time

Grief is your master, your holy shrine

In the back of this truck of mine

We pushed our luck ‘tiltill we lost our shine

You held the torch and you lit the fireflies

On my back porch showed your scars

Chaos was your weathervane

All wrapped up in that cloak of pain

You walk that fine line

Now you got me kissin' all the concubines

You were a half-written poem

We had a chance at wholesome

You were my favorite line

Now you got me sippin' too much moonshine

You were a half-written poem

We had a chance at wholesome

We had a chance at wholesome

Had a chance at wholesome

Chance at wholesome

Had a chance at wholesome

You were my favorite line

Now I'm out here sippin' too much moonshine

You were a half-written poem

We had a chance at wholesome