Curving Shadow

It was a late Saturday evening
Riding gravel with Willy-Todd
Humid Iowa evening
Flesh and Blood steaming
Yeah, the mood was odd

We saw a great big beautiful bonfire
Out in a shallow field
Curving shadows were dancing
We decided to chance it
Yeah, we made the devil a deal

A christian's eyes -- a sinner's smile
Stopped my heart -- no denial -- no, no, no, no

She was a bright-eyed shadow
Curving in the firelight like a knife's edge
Blurring -- a smoky look -- an open smile
Redemption there -- Lord, stop the trial

You think she holds the answer,
Willy-Todd, he said to me
But a woman's a hard road
Love makes for a heavy load
And you'll never be free

Then a gravel cloud kicked up high on the hill
And sirens cut through the night
The cops descended
The party was ended
Then some fool started a fight

Willy-Todd was at my shoulder
But the girl was pulling my hand
I told her it's okay
I'm not going away
I know what it means to finally be redeemed by a

Bright-eyed shadow
Curving in the firelight like a knife's edge
Blurring -- a smoky look -- an open smile
Redemption there -- Lord, stop the trial

~Mike Moran