Some things I've done make my conscience burn   My very spine shudder and squirm   I only hope that I've learned from my sin   I heard a voice when I was thirteen      Got baptized, washed up clean   But the world has a way   If you know what I mean   To scuff you up again and again      I can't explain a blessed thing   Not a falling star, or a feathered wing   Or how a man in chains   Has the strength to sing?      Just one thing is clear to me   There's always more than what appears to be   When the light's just right   I swear I see, yeah man it's poetry      But somebody made every thing   From the soul, inside out to saturn's rings   How my baby smiles and how Ray Charles sings   Of course we were created      The clouds make rain, the ocean makes sand   The earth breathes fire, and lava makes land   Now that took a mighty hand   And a wild imagination      I can't explain a blessed thing   Not a falling star, or a feathered wing   Or how a man in chains   Has the strength to sing, yeah fly away      Just one thing is clear to me   There's always more than what appears to be   And when the light's just right   I swear I see, yeah oh Lord poetry      The dreams I dreamed came back ten-fold   The friends I have to the woman I hold   I look down, I'm on streets of gold   After all the mud along the way      But sometimes the big old mystery   Just leans right in on me   Says that I'm home and I am free   And I'll take that any day, any day      I can't explain a blessed thing   Not a falling star, or a feathered wing   Or how a man in chains   Has the strength to sing, like a bird      Just one thing is clear to me   There's always more than what appears to be   And when the light's just right   I swear I see, yeah      Just one thing is clear to me   There's always more than what appears to be   And when the light's just right   I swear I see poetry, yeah man poetry