Back when I believed in luck
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And stones & crosses
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I'd put a coin found on the street
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Towards cosmic losses
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And passing graveyards in a car
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Tracing every falling star
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Luck was never very far from childhood causes
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And pennies kissed with wishes arced into the fountains
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And time was said to heal all pain
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And hope move mountains
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And all that could befall a heart
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Or break this perfect life apart
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The swords we carried could not do a thing about them
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Away I am going, away I am gone
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Ghosts and angels are but memories and visions
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And revenants are out there taking up positions
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But back when I believed in you
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You'd raise the sun and set the moon
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How could I help but love you holy as religion
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Away you are going, away you are gone
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But back when I believed in luck and words as spoken
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I found a lie could break and split the world clean open
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And grief became my company
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Pain so deep I could not breathe
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All betrayal is like dying in slow motion
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Is it luck that makes us shout or makes us whisper
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Is it luck that makes us wise or turns us bitter
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With our maps that point true north
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With our vows we sally forth
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The swords we carried can't protect us from eachother
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Away we are going
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Away we are gone
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Away we are going
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Away we are gone
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The Swords We Carried
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| Mary Chapin Carpenter |
