All Blues Hail Mary Lyrics - Blood From Stars - Joe Henry

From the mountain comes a soul 

And the stones grow up like trees 

Frm the mountain comes a soul 

And the stones grow up like trees 

All blues hail Mary with her roses 

But you're their masterpiece 

Cut away each blade of grass 

Our feet cannot tramp down 

The limb of every hanging tree 

The time's left hanging round 

All blues sing that love is light not glory 

A story not a crown 

I won't be death's sad trophy now while I still lie awake 

I won't be death's sad trophy now while I still lie awake 

All blues say that love and death and you 

Are chances yet to take 

How dark this bit of light so late 

That falls across your breast 

How dark this bit of light so late 

That falls across your breast 

All blues and grace by God 

And I will have to learn the rest