Ragged Company

by Grace Potter

O Lord, I think I'm falling to my disbelief
I'm cursing like a sailor and lying like a thief
It's hard to heed the calling from the better side of me
When I'm blaming everybody else, and no one's coming clean

O Lord, can you see my thick skin wearing thin?
And the demons of a lesser me are beckoning me in
Those who gathered 'round me, I'm watching them all leave
'Cause I am my own ragged company

You can take a trip to China or take a boat to Spain
Take a blue canoe around the world and never come back again
But traveling don't change a thing; it only makes it worse
Unless the trip you take is in to change your cruel course
Every town's got a mirror, and every mirror still shows me
That I am my own ragged company

O Lord, it's lonely, O Lord, it's mighty cold
And I don't want to live this way, afraid of growing old
It's hard to heed the warning when you cannot see the crime
The only way to remember is to forget in a rhyme
And I'm scared to tread the red road that leads to Galilee
'Cause I am my own ragged company