Held
by Bill Callahan
From the album: Rough Travel for a Rare Thing
Track 4 of 11 on Rough Travel for a Rare Thing (2010).
Duration: 4:59
Lyrics for Held
For the first time in my life I let myself be held Like a big old baby I surrender To your charity I lay back in the tall grass And let the ants cover me I let the jets fly I'm wishing for their destruction Born to black in a perfect blue sky For the first time in my life I am moving away, moving away, moving away From within the reach of me And all the wild being held Like a big old baby