Resurrection Blues

A cool, clear night
Stillness before the light
The Blues move through
Resurrecting the old you knew
And songs sleep inside you
Until you call them out

A baby cries
And a soldier prepares to die
The world spins by
As the stars cross the evening sky
And spirits move mountains
When you call them out

A cool, clear night
Stillness before the light
The Blues move through
Resurrecting the old you knew
And songs sleep inside you
Until you call it out