Sweet Chariot Lyrics - Charlotte Martin

Ode to joy, my lover boy's 

Speaking in tongues 

And the sky's bleeding gray 

Now I pull my bag o' prayers out 

I hope to find one to save the day 

And he judged my love, my lust 

My taste with the straightest face 

As I crumple up inside 

A papier-mache, a shell with no name 

Sweet chariot, come, come 

Take me away from my fear 

Sweet chariot, come 

I have to get out of here 

And he took me further 

Than I wanted to go 

Underneath his shoe 

And it leaves me hungry 

For a touch I can't feel 

A touch he won't do 

And I thought the circle 

It had an end 

I'm old enough to know 

My denial is how we began 

And how we will end 

And now that I know 

Sweet chariot, come, come 

Take me away from my fear 

Sweet chariot, come 

I have to get out of here 

Oh, the blood that's in my veins 

So cold and frozen from the stings 

Oh, he comes and goes in waves 

Am I really here? 

Sweet chariot, come, come 

Take me away from my fear 

Sweet chariot, can we 

Leave him a trail of my tears? 

Sweet chariot, it's been 

It's been the longest of years 

Sweet chariot, come 

I have to get out of here