The Cleared Field

[Verse 1]
Hey, it's me. Calling from the phone by the Piggly Wiggly checkout line.
Just saw Mama at the post office, standing there straight as a Georgia pine.
She finally got that letter from the county, the one about the property line.
That old fence is coming down come Tuesday; she says everything is fine.

[Chorus]
But you know how a hard drought breaks? All that water just turns the red dust to mud.
She got her righteous victory, but it didn't stir the blood.

[Verse 2]
There's a new kind of quiet in her shoulders, a stillness in her jaw.
All the years she spent weeding out that anger, it was the only crop she'd draw.
She said, "Well, the Lord saw fit to bless me," thumbing at a loose thread, raw.
But I swear the air got thinner around her, and the truth of it I saw...

[Chorus]
...is the rain came down so heavy, it washed the topsoil clean from the good mud.
She got her righteous victory, but it didn't stir the blood.

[Bridge]
That old grievance was a trellis, brother. The only thing her faith could climb.
Now there's nothing left to hold onto, just the slow unwinding of the time.

[Chorus]
Sorry, I... anyway. The rain came down and brought a bitter flood.
She got her righteous victory, but it didn't stir the blood.

[Outro]
Call me when you get this. Alright.