A Sinner’s Story

{acoustic guitar

intro} (humm) {warm vinyl static} I walked the crooked road in the

dark

Left behind a trail of broken sparks

Traded my gold for a handful of dust

Now my oldest irons are turning to rust

There's a storm brewing up in the western sky (mmmmm)

And the well of my mercy

has run bone dry

{pedal steel swells dynamic swell} Oh,

the sinner's story is written in clay

No amount of rain can wash it away

We carry the weight of the things we stole

With a heavy heart

and a fractured soul (lord have mercy) {full band entry} I met

the preacher

down by the creek

But the water was cold

and the spirit was weak

He said lay down your burdens

and look to the light

But my shadow was already

halfway through the night

Oh, the sinner's story is written in clay No amount of rain

can wash it away

We carry the weight

of the things we

stole

With a heavy heart

and a fractured soul

{choir

swelling}

Just clay in the rain

(ahhhh) Just clay in the rain

{acoustic guitar fades out with vinyl static}