Song parody of
Give Us Home
by Eric Maust
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The only thing I changed was her name
Her heart, her soul, were as rock to the whole
What I thought I'd break was brittle
And made shards like shot through my soul
I met her as a foal, now a mare
Thought through bridle and braid I'd win her
But it was not I that raised my bride
Instead, a restless, wild heart within her
Two-fold I feel, this pain inside
I've married a woman as stubborn as I
God above, give me grace
In the dawn of tattered lace
End our unrest and give us home
I threw ropes over a growing tree
Hoping to tie her down, so I'd know that I had won
Too late, too great, too strong to shape
I bent until she broke, and now she's gone
Two-fold I feel, this pain inside
I've married a woman as stubborn as I
God above, give me grace
In the dawn of tattered lace
As the darkening embers highlight
The beauty in the deepening lines
Resurrection in the roughness
Ever-giving Love forgive us
Lovers not of love and mercy
But of guarded hearts and grueling loans
Taking more than what is owed
End our unrest and give us home
The only thing I changed was her name
Her heart, her soul, were as rock to the whole
What I thought I'd break was brittle
And made shards like shot through my soul
I met her as a foal, now a mare
Thought through bridle and braid I'd win her
But it was not I that raised my bride
Instead, a restless, wild heart within her
Two-fold I feel, this pain inside
I've married a woman as stubborn as I
God above, give me grace
In the dawn of tattered lace
End our unrest and give us home
I threw ropes over a growing tree
Hoping to tie her down, so I'd know that I had won
Too late, too great, too strong to shape
I bent until she broke, and now she's gone
Two-fold I feel, this pain inside
I've married a woman as stubborn as I
God above, give me grace
In the dawn of tattered lace
As the darkening embers highlight
The beauty in the deepening lines
Resurrection in the roughness
Ever-giving Love forgive us
Lovers not of love and mercy
But of guarded hearts and grueling loans
Taking more than what is owed
End our unrest and give us home
