Anger As Beauty - Hawksley Workman

Gather at the church

Say a quiet prayer

Hold each other’s hands

Praying that you might be there

In honesty and peace

With the whispers of your god

Falling on your ear

Melt your silver down

Kiss your lover’s face

Sirens start to sound

And you’re caught up in the only place

Where the honesty of fear

Makes a battle like a song

Falling on your ears

This is anger as beauty.

Fighter soul alive

In a whiskey fueled rage

The tears burn in your eyes

The saddest of the souls to save

Sings lovely in its fear

With a voice that’s

Broken/strong

This is anger as beauty.

Lover don’t you wait

Lover you’ll be safe

The strangest quiet in the streets

Fighters for the love

Dug deep

They’re under paved ports

Gently lifting up a song

Falling on your ears

This is anger as beauty.