The Weight of Mortal Skin

I was born against the grain
On the jagged heels of a criminal shame
And through my paper thin skin
took that pain, so deep within

Now there’s a fever in my blood
And a darkness that calls me into its arms
Says I’m coming round for you girl
Better, call your angels down…and I called them down, oh I called them down

To lift the weight, all the weight
I’m talking bout the weight, all the wicked weight of this mortal skin…this mortal skin

I learned too much too soon
The kind of knowing that carves a pernicious groove
And I still can’t fade the stain
that was buried in my name…like a burning brand, like a burning brand

Beneath the weight, all the weight
I’m talking bout the weight, oh the wicked weight of this mortal skin…this mortal skin

There’s a demon who doesn’t fear the day
He’ll steal you from the sunshine, and turn your colors grey
I swore he’d never break me down like he did my kin
You know it’s hard to stand my ground but I won’t give in

Still a dreamer lives in me
Won’t give up on possibility
So back I go into that good night
Do what I can to set things right..and you know I will

Bare the weight, all the weight
I’m talking bout the weight, every ounce of weight of this mortal skin, this mortal skin

I’ll bare the weight…like my daddy did