divine reason
We was sixteen when we knew we knew
Our lookin’ days was thoroughly through.
Her daddy said it would never work
Right before his body lurched
Head first, heart attack an’ all
Out of his private church stall.
It was God’s voice we could hear
As we prayed for his soul
And watched him disappear
Into a fiery halo.
We’re praying in that same church
Where sixty years ago
The floor came up to meet the lurch
Of a man that’d turned blue indigo
And for reasons that can only be divined
Sitting in that church
We had lost the only reason
It never would have worked.