Saltwater Scripture

[Verse 1]
Your mama's old Griswold skillet on the porch rail,
You were sharpening its edges on a Co-Op receipt.
Seventeen, that August before the hurricane wail,
Daring the marsh tide to come swallow our feet.

[Chorus]
We were plaiting our fury into a single thread
That bitter rivalry was just our prayer, unsaid.

[Verse 2]
Remember that late call from the West End bungalow?
I could hear the MARTA train shake the glass in your hand.
You said, "David's gone, but don't you dare say you know."
Just wanted to drive down, help you hold up your stand.

[Chorus]
We were braiding our envy into a single thread
That sharp jealousy was just our prayer, unsaid.

[Bridge]
The whole time I was measuring my life against yours,
The whole time I was using your fire as my guide.
Two deep-rooted cedars grown on the same shores,
Never knew our roots were so tightly tied.

[Chorus]
We are weaving this peace from a single thread
All that history was just our prayer, unsaid.

[Outro]
A saltwater scripture...
Our prayer, unsaid.