Drawing Blood

She's lonely
She sees the same blood, third time this year
And home-home isn't home
With that empty room,
With that empty nursery room

Sometimes things just go wrong
Sometimes you feel that old Curse, pressing in
Tearing his claws, drawing blood
Shaking the ground with his ugliest roar
Heaving his breakers to crash on your shore

The specter
Haunting her everywhere that she goes
And oh-Lord, don't you hear?
Lord don't you hear
That old wraith rattling bones

Sometimes things just go wrong
Sometimes you feel that old Curse, pressing in
Tearing his claws, drawing blood
Shaking the ground with his ugliest roar
Heaving his breakers to crash on your shore

Lord would you wrestle him down?
Lord, come and shatter his teeth, in his mouth
Heal up the flesh that he tore
Put songs in our mouths of our fortunes, restored
Sowing in tears, but we'll reap then with joy
Bringing our sheaves in, we'll reap then with joy

We'll reap then with joy
We'll reap then with joy
We'll reap then with joy
We'll reap then with joy, joy, joy
We'll reap then with joy, joy, joy
We'll reap then with joy, joy joy