Joe Henry - Truce lyrics

I clawed at your skirt like it was a dirt floor And I could dig my way free of myself taking more But prisoners know nothing of victory at war Let's a call it a truce for now Georgia looks covered in blood from the air Where the clay and river fight and run as a pair And women comb bramble and stones from their hair Let's call it a truce for now True revelation is a thug and it comes With narrow gray eyes not the rolling of drums It may take your hand but it's seeking your thumbs And we'll call it a truce for now Let's a call it a truce for now