Oh Lord, I have made you a place in my heart
Among the rags and the bones and the dirt
There's piles of lies, the love gone from her eyes
And old moving boxes full of hurt
Pull up a chair by the trouble and care
I got whiskey, you're welcome to some
Oh Lord, I have made you a place in my heart
But I don't reckon you're gonna come
I've tried to fix up the place, I know it's a disgrace
You get used to it after a while
With the flood and the drought and old pals hanging out
With their IOU's and their smiles
Bare-naked women keep coming in
And they dance like you wouldn't believe
OhLord, I have made you a place in my heart
So take a good look - and then leave
Oh Lord, why does the Fall get colder each year?
Lord, why can't I learn to love?
Lord, if you made me, it's easy to see
That you all make mistakes up above
But if I open the door, you will know I'm poor
And my secrets are all that I own
Oh Lord, I have made you a place in my heart
And I hope that you leave it alone
- Greg Brown
Oh Lord, I have made you a place in my heart
Honestly, I've adored this song for years (though my first experience was through a live Ani DiFranco version of it -- and what I wouldn't give to hear her do a studio version of this son) but it never really occurred to me until, just now, just how incredibly sad it is.
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