In the hard gray light of another dawn
You've filled your cup and
And you find a place to rest your head
In the cold embrace of another's bed
Singing surely Hank never did it that way
Surely Hank never did it that way
God bless the child, all alone
God bless the child, without a home
And your heart is like an ember
floating silently in space
Old memories are killing you,
it's written in your face
may angels break your fall
The world keeps moving sideways
God bless the child, all in all, all in all
God bless the child, without a home,
and you can't scratch that itch
You grab the wheel with both hands
And you head towards the ditch
May angels break your fall
The world keeps moving sideways
Well you scour the alleys and the beats
And the bars with a head full of trouble
And a steel guitar for something
To stop you feeling alone
should make his stand and rearrange
all the pieces of the puzzle
floating silently in space
Old memories are killing you,
it's written in your face
may angels break your fall
The world keeps moving sideways
and you can't scratch that itch
You grab the wheel with both hands
and you head towards the ditch
may angels break your fall
The world keeps moving sideways af