Craig Finn - Maggie, I've Been Searching For Our Son lyrics

There's a darkness in my body And I think I might be ready Maggie, I've been searching for our son There's a big hole in my thinking Lately I've been seeing things Maggie, I'm still searching for our son If you're down and out If you still have any doubts If you doubt that there's a savior yet to come Stop what you're doing Close your eyes and keep on breathing And slowly turn your face up to the sun It was warm in Arizona It was cold in Colorado Maggie, I've been searching for our son There were crosses on the altar There was gold in El Dorado Maggie, I've got blisters on my thumbs If you're all strung out If you still have any doubts If you doubt that there's a rapture yet to come Hey, pick up the paper See the stories and the pictures A kid went to the movies with a gun There's a house out in the desert And I lived there with some people Maggie, that guy said he was our savior But once he took our women And turned us into his soldiers He hit a patch of radical behavior And the ATF were belligerent There were handcuffed girls with barely any clothes There was power in their numbers There was silver in their holsters And the trucks as they rolled slowly up the road There's a darkness in my body And I think I might be ready If you're stuck down south If you still have any doubts If you doubt that there's a heaven yet to come There's a darkness in my body And I think I might be ready Maggie, I've been searching for our son Maggie, I'm still searching for our son