In time we get taken,
In time the rudder just sinks
we get our change at the end of the line
But time is not patient for us sinners and saints
Who will wade through darkness before rolling up to the light
Your weather worn angel will always be there
Whose weather torn hands will hold you and guide you
In knowing that what really matters still stands.
I’m over your shoulder here smiling,
You’re never alone my child
Sometimes we find grace
In the tatters of faith
When we ride on the backroads of life
With no destination
Save to be amazed
At the way a little bitter will set sweetness alight
Your weather worn angel will always be there
Whose weather torn hands will hold you and guide you
In knowing that what really matters still stands
I’m over your shoulder here smiling,
You’re never alone, my child
Your weather worn angel will always be there
Whose weather torn hands will hold you and guide you
In knowing that what really matters still stands
Over your shoulder here smiling,
You’re never alone, my child
All rights reserved. Written by Jenny Lou Drew with a little help from someone on the other side 2023