Tekster: Grace Potter & the Nocturnals. Nothing But the Water. Ragged Company.

O Lord, I think I?m falling to my disbelief
I?m cursing like a sailor and lying like a thief
It?s hard to heed the calling from the better side of me
When I?m blaming everybody else and no one?s coming clean

O Lord, can You see my thick skin wearing thin ?
And the demons of a lesser me are beckoning me in
Those who gathered 'round me I?m watching them all leave
'Cause I am my own ragged company

So you can take a trip to China or take a boat to Spain
Take a blue canoe around the world and never come back again
But traveling don?t change a thing, it only makes it worse
Unless the trip you take is in to change your cruel course

?Cause every town?s got a mirror
And every mirror still shows me
That I am my own ragged company
I am my own ragged company

Won't You help me, Lord?
Won't You help me, Lord?
Someone cut the cord
And I'm falling down again

Oh, it?s lonely, Lord, it?s mighty cold
And I don?t wanna live this way
Afraid of growing old

It?s hard to heed the warning when you cannot see the crime
The only way to remember is to forget in a rhyme
And I?m scared to tread the red road that leads to Galilee
'Cause I am my own ragged company
I am my own ragged company
I am my own ragged company
I am my own ragged company