
The World Takes Its Cut (live) [remix]
Twenty years on that same two-lane road, Ya hand in my lap on that old bench seat. Coffee gone cold in the console again, Bills in the glove box, dust on the vents. We talkinā ābout nothinā, the kind that stay, Dog in the yard, if winter gonā break. Then headlights split at the edge oā town, And everything we was came crashinā down. How are you tonight? Steel gave way, glass fell like rain, Whole world went white, then it vanished. When it come back, somebody said my name, And you still there, still breathinā. I still got one good arm to love you with, One good arm reachinā out in the dark. One pull you close when the porch boards creak, One steady you up when ya heart get weak. Let the world take its cut, call that enough, I still got one good arm to love you with. I learned the weight of a shirt, a glass, a door, How long morninā take crossinā that floor. You learned my quiet, when laugh, when wait, How stand in a room make it less strange. Nights we watch that same old scene, You say the lines āfore they hit the screen. When hard days come, like they always do, You lean in close say, āCome here,ā I move. Yeah, I still got one good arm to love you with, One good arm for a slow turn in that light. One round ya waist when the news come bad, One hold on steady when the weeks go black. Let the world take its cut, call that enough, You know how it is? I still got one good arm to love you with. Then somethinā shift I aināt got a name, Like a window left open in ya gaze. Books by the bed I aināt never seen, Candles burned low to a silver seam. You talk ābout the ocean, desert at dawn, Like somethinā out there keep callinā you on. I tried give space, tried keep it room, But I watched you foldinā yo clothes in our room. You said, āI gotta go, donāt know why, Only know stayinā here feel like a lie. I love you, I do, but it wonāt let me rest.ā Then you kissed my face, went off with the west. I still got one good arm to love you with, One good arm for what I canāt fix. One smooth ya side oā the bed at night, One brace myself when the house go wide. Let the world take its cut, call that enough, I still got one good arm to love you with. Now the dog lift his head at every car, Cat stay curled in ya winter scarf. I still set two cups now and then, Stand there quiet, put one back in. Folks talk in circles, āShe just need time,ā Like time a road with a straight white line. I donāt know if you lost, healed, or free, Or if peace came costinā somethinā like me. Months roll by like freight in the dark, All sound, no closinā after the spark. Some nights I hate what my mind can do, How love turn hard when it canāt get through. If you come back broke, Iād take what remain, But Iām learninā fear and love aināt the same. Yeah, I still got one good arm to love you with, But love aināt a chain, aināt a wound to prove. One for the memory, one let you go, One for the prayer you found some road. If you ever turn back, if you ever come through, I be here with the dog, the cat, one arm for you. One good arm to love you with. If you out there chasinā what called ya name, Hope it was worth that leavinā. Iām still here, Tryna make one good arm Mean somethinā.

