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Dig Here Said The Angel

by Daniel Amos

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1.
I found a haystack in a needle I caught an angel in a lie I saw a hypocrite in heaven Remove a log from both his eyes I saw an anvil float on water Water running up a hill An old cheater keep his promise And his hand's outside the till I saw the last get in first I saw the best in the worst By moving forward in reverse And back again to love Holy, holy love I saw a shepherd king freefalling Off a throne of mud and straw He landed on a bed of nails Proclaiming "Love's the only law" I saw a dead man who'd been buried Walk around outside his grave The ones we're told are not worth saving Are the ones now being saved Chorus I found a haystack in a needle I caught an angel in a lie Repeat chorus
2.
Jesus Wept 04:42
I found my masterpiece in a discount bin I pound against the wall of my aging skin Crying "Let me out" "Let me out" Who'll untie the ropes that restrain my wings And help me understand when death still stings I'm crying "Let me out" You're saying "No, not yet" Before he danced Jesus wept I'm living in the ache of missing you Sealed in this Lazarus grave With nothing else to do But cry "Let me out" "Let me out" Another bad guy wins More good friends die They mounted up like eagles Now they're dropping like flies I cry "Let me out" You're saying "No, not yet" Before he danced Jesus wept Before the latter rain Jesus wept Before the healing came Jesus wept Before he paid in full every debt Jesus wept There's not a holy man who doesn't know grief well Or think the road to heaven doesn't pass through hell They've cried "Let me out" They've heard "No, not yet" They know before he danced Jesus wept He cried "It is finished" now He cried "It is finished" now
3.
"Dig here," said the angel I asked "My heart? Or my grave?" "Maybe both," said the angel, "things can go either way." "There'll come a time," said the angel, "you'll lose that wrinkled suit of skin. And when you walk up to the big door you can go right on in." I cried then, I'm dyin', I'm dyin', I'm dyin', I'm dyin', I'm dyin' Night and day I'm dyin', I'm dyin', I'm dyin', I'm dyin', I'm dyin' To see your beautiful face "Here's the catch," said the angel "You're gonna suffer for awhile" "I'll tell you straight," said the angel "Don't plan to go out in style" And meanwhile I'm dyin', I'm dyin', I'm dyin', I'm dyin', I'm dyin' Night and day I'm dyin', I'm dyin', I'm dyin', I'm dyin', I'm dyin' To see your beautiful face Repeat chorus
4.
I could've gone to war, become a God of Wrath My fingers snap (Flash!) and baby, you'd be nothing but ash But I thought better of it, oh yeah You could go old-school on me and not spare the lash You could bash, smash me baby, throw me out with the trash But you thought better of it Your love had mercy mercy mercy on me Better of it Mercy mercy mercy on me Better of it Mercy mercy mercy We got dressed in our New Testament best And thought better of it Could take an eye for an eye, drown in a big blood bath That fast (Crash!) and baby, we're a sad aftermath But we thought better of it Our love had mercy mercy mercy on us Better of it Mercy mercy mercy Better of it Mercy mercy mercy We got dressed in our New Testament best And thought better of it I could've gone to war, become a God of Wrath My fingers snap (Flash!) and baby, you'd be nothing but ash But I thought better of it My love had mercy mercy mercy on you Better of it You're love had mercy mercy mercy on me Better of it We got dressed in our New Testament best And thought better of it Better of it
5.
You've got your methods I was another one opposed to you You left me ruined on the inside Taught me love's a wrecking crew But I'm still the problem And not some other person, place or thing So to hell with my excuses I've got no one else to blame Oh no Love Grace & Mercy They shake me to the core Lift me higher than a kite then Leave me crawling on the floor Love Grace & Mercy Now if you just say the word I will get exactly what I don't deserve Oh no You've got your methods I'm done with trying to guess all your moves I'm going where you want me to go I've got nothing left to lose Now I don't wanna suffer But that's in fact the nature of the beast If you want to get to higher ground You got to get there on your knees Oh whoah, whoah Chorus Repeat first verse Chorus
6.
Babe, I'm happy now, and much more grateful Not to mention less contentious, vengeful and hateful Guess I'm what you would call childlike and playful Just swimming with the tide I lost me stiff, stiff neck and my hard, hard, heart My self-respect is off the charts Just hanging out here on the other side Dead to my pride, now that I've died I can't hurt you now or harm anyone I'm too busy helping people and having fun I'm not a loner anymore since I joined the tribe On the other side And I love my neighbor as I love myself I'm loved by God I've got my health I'm going strong and becoming wise I couldn't lie if I tried, Now that I've died! My new skin glows, I can't help but smile Cuz the music round here is just my style Every door's been unlocked and I'm going inside All bushy tailed and wide eyed I sell records world wide now that I've died Up here I don't hold back, I never flinch I go the extra mile when asked for an inch And the rich serve the poor and the poor are the rich It's kind of hard to describe I'm never cynical, but still a little sarcastic By the way the cuisine here is pretty fantastic And I never have to ask what's the truth what's a lie It's pretty cut and dried Now that I've died! Like I said babe, I'm so much more grateful Imagine me all honorable and faithful! But things have changed, I'm not so unstable Completely satisfied And the future's getting brighter Now that I'm past the hard part Of walkin' through that dark door Into the darkest dark Let me say baby, (all this missing you aside) I've never been more alive, Now that I've died!
7.
We were anxious for our prayers to be answered But our angels were distracted and so slow We were hoping for a few quick fixes But we found ourselves still down in the hole Now we're thinking that our prayers aren't answered 'Cuz when it came the answer was "No" We were begging for some kind of protection And for a change in our dark circumstances We were walking down the miracle mile when We chalked it up to happenstance As the same rock we stood on crushed us And we called it a coincidence There may be no heaven, no, no, no There may be no hell, no There may be no place to go, but We'll all know soon enough If what your mother said was true Though Old Testament and cruel Did she serve you one too many drinks of the hard, hard stuff? Well, we'll all know soon enough We'll all know soon enough There's the same old man down on the corner He cries 'Repent, you fools, the end is near!' He's just a mean old man with a bible in his hands Out peddling his dose of fear. So why should we take his big bitter pill And wash it down with a bucket of our tears chorus
8.
I closed my eyes and I ran like the wind I had all my hair and perfect skin I had the world on a string and what I hoped would be A happy ending for me, oh no I closed my eyes and I fell in love Her kiss was the one I was dreaming of I needed a check, it was in the mail Is that the end of this tale?, oh no Waking up under water, waking up under water Waking up Waking up under water, waking up under water Waking up I close my eyes and she's there for me Our lucky number wins the lottery I finish my book, turn in my masterpiece Will wonders never cease?, oh no Chorus A cruel sea is leaking in This fragile boat I'm sinking in I need to dream again I close my eyes and I close the deal The world quakes when my power's revealed Whenever I prayed the answer was "Yes!" I never tasted death, oh no. Chorus (3X)
9.
I found your handprints on the pages of history I said your ways are past finding out 'Cause you're much too small if you're not a Mystery So don't send me rain if I bloom in drought No don't send me certainty If somehow it's best for me to doubt In the days of the nail and nights of the lash In the season of the quake and the lightning flash You become a slight impression on a threadbare shroud While you hide yourself away somewhere behind a thundercloud And I won't pray for certainty or faith that's always free from doubt 'Cause I'm inclined to thrive in misery When I'm kneeling in the garden of Gethsemane Yes I'm inclined to thrive in misery When I'm kneeling in the garden of Gethsemane Crying Oh Oh Oh My God, my God, have you forsaken me Or is this grace disguised as adversity? My heartbeat is the pounding of your iron hand breaking me Who knows where this shattering love is taking me 'Cause you're much too small if you're not a Mystery So don't send me rain if I bloom in drought No don't send me certainty if somehow it's best for me to doubt I found your handprints on the pages of history I said your ways are past finding out
10.
I opened the wrong door Got somewhat famous for Getting all my wires crossed I nod to give the impression I'm clearly hearing the directions Can't admit when I get lost Fake like I'm up to speed And I don't need the help to read That blur of writing on the wall But I'm not fooling anyone I'm always tired and on the run In my head, here it comes Ruthless hum of dread I try to listen again to your voice drowning in My blood flowing hot as lead As night fears slip in between hissing sheets and springs And in the folds of my sibilant bed Fists are pounding on the door Cracks are forming on the floor And the needle's banging red Yeah guilt's a hardball fever pitched Strikes the target, flips the switch In my head, here it comes Ruthless hum of dread In a pauper's field of dreams I'm walking in between open-mouthed graves Anxious to be fed And all my buried intentions are groaning for transition In the raising of the dead A skip, a flutter, a stop-and-start A heart-ruined rhythm driven by the bass drum thump of meds All the years, every mile Another upturn on the dial In my head, here it comes Ruthless hum of dread Let me go deep inside your safehouse love and light Beyond the clang of the alarm And imagine a long rest Last kisses and a sweet death Free to float above your arms Into the company of angels A final turning of the tables My old flesh a misery shed Forever young and light enough To dance among The stars above My head, my head, My head, my head
11.
The Sun Shines On Everyone The Sun Shines On Everyone The good, the bad, on everyone See it shine The rain falls on everyone A common grace for everyone On the human race comes rain and sun Grace for all Baby don't isolate them, no Baby, don't castigate them, no Baby, don't eradicate them, no The angels will separate them, so In the meantime let it go And love comes to everyone Saints and sinners everyone It's nothing new under the sun Let your love shine Baby, please don't resent it, no Baby please don't augment it, no Baby, please don't lament it, no God Himself does not prevent it so In the meantime let it go The Sun Shines On Everyone The Sun Shines On Everyone The good, the bad, on everyone See it shine See it shine

credits

released July 30, 2013

Produced by Terry Scott Taylor for Stunt Productions
Engineered by Derri Daugherty
2nd engineer: Mark Zellmer
Recorded at the Brown Owl Studio, Berry Hill, TN & Sled Dog Studios, Franklin, TN
Mastered by Gary Hedden
All songs ©2013 Shape Of Air Music, BMI
Lyrics by Terry Scott Taylor, music by T.S Taylor and Daniel Amos
Except “Waking Up Under Water” by Jerry Chamberlain and Terry Scott Taylor

T.S. Taylor: Vocals, guitar, backing vocals
Ed McTaggart: Drums
Tim Chandler: Bass, noise and infernal racket, background vocals
Greg Flesch: Guitars, mando-guitar, keyboards
with
Jerry Chamberlain: Guitar and lead vocal on “Waking Up Under Water”, background vocals
Rob Watson: Keyboards, orchestral embellishments, background vocals
Steve Hindalong: percussion
Alex MacDougall: percussion
Paul Averitt: additional backing vocals
Eric Townsend: additional backing vocals


Sunshine Street Choir:
Paul Averitt, Jerry Chamberlain, Tim Chandler, Pete Coatney, Marty Dieckmeyer, Frank Lee Drennen, Noël Ferro, Spencer Ferro, Greg Flesch, Tom Gulotta, Ed McTaggart, Theo Obrastoff, Eve Selis, Debi Taylor, T.S. Taylor, Eric Townsend, Jason Townsend, Rob Watson

Art Direction & Design by Tom Gulotta
Front and back cover imagery by Memo Salazar
Band photo: Memo Salazar & Tom Gulotta

Artwork contributors:
Jimmy A, Scott Anderson, Wayne Barnett, Alen Blazekovik, Charles Bradford, Amy Stone Brown, Cherokee Carr, Jamison Chaleen, Maria Chandler, Jerry Creager, Matt Croslin, Dave Danglis, Jason Derr, DW Dunphy, Daria Dykhanovska, Paul Estes, Tom Gulotta, Bryce Hendry, Alex Hernandez, Amalia Howard, Sarah Issler, Christian Kuebler, Derek Luptak, David Pence, Ritchie Roesch, Eric Ruhaak, Damian Sawyer, Brian Thomas, Eric Townsend, Jason Townsend, Michael Turkett, Daiv Whaley, Curtis Whittier

Love, thanks, and gratitude to all of you who made this project possible. Your truly passionate support is nothing short of astounding. A shout out to Howard Levy for his kind gift, to Tom Gulotta and Eric Townsend for the usual hard work and sacrifice, and to St. John of the Cross for the inspiration.

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