I stepped in to bring Susan some saline
The ER was a wreck
They had nothing left
Everywhere was death
A pile up out on 95
And everyone had just arrived
And I'd never seen so much color in my life
How can they be so afraid when the father's so near?
Doesn't everybody know that the arm of the Lord is severe?
I'd like to help
But I'm all in the way
So I hustle out
To the hall with my crates
And there, parked by the wall
A broken voice starts to call
Please stop this pain
We are all alone
Just the three of us again.
And as I pulled the tube from her mouth
She drifted off to sleep
Singing to the sky
And scrunching up the sheets
Oh, God
Oh, Lord
I'm home
Oh, God
Oh, Lord
I'm Home
Oh, God
Oh, Lord.