Grant Olsen - Hawley lyrics

He was baptized in the river Under gray skies of November Father cried, then wiped his eyes And this is what he said You could die today You could die today Don't change in any way You could die today You could die today I'm so proud of what you done Father left that December With a woman who had no children Mother cried over napkins And this is what she said I could die today I could die today There's nothing left to hate I could die today I could die today Mother sent him to a city With no river and no family He played his guitar on the corner And this is what he sang We run from what we hate We run from what we hate We make homes out of clay Then run from what we hate We run from what we hate And I could die today I could die today