Noah

When Noah was a young man

You could walk all night and never get beyond the lights of the city

And there was music

You could hear Jubal and his boys making noise any night of the week

And there was color all around

and more girls than a young man like Noah could count, looking pretty

Now it’s work all day

and quiet all night

and Noah sits alone

by the fire’s light

drinking the closest thing he’s found to whiskey

it’s tend to the crops

tend to the herd

watching his sons

try to plow the earth

wishing to drown in a glass of whiskey

When Noah was a young man

he spent his hours and his days and the years of strength planning for the rain to come

And he lost friendships

as he toiled in the sun while the soil dried up under his feet

Then there was trouble all around

and the friends who let him down wished they they could’ve found some of that grace of his

but now it’s cursed all day

and cry all night

and Noah sits alone

by the fire’s light

drinking the closest thing he’s found to whiskey

it’s make your own clothes

make your own tools

watching his grandkids

walk around with no shoes

wishing to drown in a glass of whiskey

Now when you’re feeling like young man

Think of Noah getting old in a home of the bones of the old days

And all of the mud there

And him knowing not a soul from life before that could treat him like a brother

I hope you’re in a world now that you’ve found

and that the sounds from the ground won't make the heavens rain down and flood you

but if it does build all day

and sleep all night

think about Noah

when you start to get tired

and see if you can find some whiskey

then pitch all day

and sleep all night

wait for all the animals

to form a line

And thank the Lord if you found some whiskey