Lyrics
Divinely marked into fortune
Heavy with fear and mystery
Clueless with a famous gesture
Broached the ballyhoo like the heroine Esther
Crooked, like a road (up) to heaven
Crooked, like a hanging number (notably) seven
Crooked, like a river flows to the Clemen sea
Crooked, creeping toward the Joshua tree
The proverbial fall playing his hymn
Haughty eyes that would surely dim
Grace would mend but for a watchful eye
My grim deceitful friend a spec of humble pie
Peace and understanding completely clean
The slender road from numbers, verse fourteen
His spoken aim still knew times of falling
But underneath his broken frame love stood calling
ⓒ 2019 Eddy Mann
