A Great Wild Mercy

It was a summer storm that broke the heat,
She had a blue umbrella as she stepped into the street.
I saw her look up from beneath the brim,
Thought better of it and closed it up again.

The rain slipped down like uncheck tears,
The way that miracles arrive and then disappear.
I nodded as I watched her smile and walked away,
Like I'd just seen the finest prayer ever been prayed.

There's a big wide sky filled with stars
That feels so close but feels so far.
I'm tired of all the rage, tired of all the worry,
I'm ready for a great wild mercy,
A great wild mercy.

"May we all forgive" was tattooed on his arm,
Like a sign from God or a hit and run.
He handed me my coffee, he just poured,
May we all find the mercy we've been longing for.

There's a big wide sky filled with stars
That feels so close but feels so far.
I'm tired of all the rage, tired of all the worry,
I'm ready for a great wild mercy,
A great wild mercy.

Some of us are just born restless,
Dazzled by the hard and softness of things.
Sensing an ever present goodness,
Still circling on wings.

There is the news of the world and news of the heart,
Stories we claim and parcel and part.
It will all unfold, the teller and the told,
The stories that'll heal us and the ones we let go.

There's a big wide sky filled with stars
There's a big wide sky filled with stars
That feels so close but feels so far.
I'm tired of all the rage, tired of all the worry,
I'm looking for some peace, trying not to hurry,
I'm leaning into something absolutely sturdy,
I'm ready for a great wild mercy.
A great wild mercy.
A great wild mercy.