Gospel Thunder

Ain't much left but this old flame

Sunday dust and windowpane (ahhhh)

I lit a match in the pouring rain

Held it close through the hurt and strain

Every mile wrote your name in smoke

Every prayer caught inside my throat

Bring me home by the gospel fire Lift these bones a little

higher If your love still knows my name Wash this heart and

ease the pain (ohhh)

I wore the night like a borrowed coat

Torn at the seams by the words we spoke

Still that river keeps calling low

Telling me where the broken go (hummmm)

When the room goes still

When the ache gets loud

Carry me through

Carry me now (ohhh)

Bring me home by the gospel fire Lift these bones a little

higher If your love still knows my name Wash this heart and

ease the pain (yeah)

Lay me down where the old hymns start

Leave a little light on this heart (ahhhh)