paroles de chanson Other Plans - Ben Fuller

I pulled it off the wall and held it in my hands
The cold steel and wood
Turned a boy into a man
I held the hammer back
Fingers all red from the rust
And I knew exactly where daddy hid the shells from us

I left a note by the stove saying
I wouldn't be too long
I didn't want mama to call
Or come looking where I had gone
I been blinded by the pain and I own only had one thought
I set off for the woods
Pockets jangled while I walked

My hands were shaking, oh, so bad
I could hardly hold that gun
I shoved a round into the magazine
It was my last chance to run
If this is a cry for help
I'm crying out loud
"Help me understand"
When I let it go and it hit the ground
Turns out God had other plans

I felt the hand of God
As he led me off that ledge
I left the rifle lyin' there in the leaves with my regrets
Silhouette still in the paint
Where it hung up on the wall
Reminded me that I was saved
When I could have lost it all

My hands were shaking, oh, so bad
I could hardly hold that gun
I shoved a round into the magazine
It was my last chance to run
If this is a cry for help
I'm crying out loud
"Help me understand"
When I let it go and it hit the ground
Turns out God had other plans

My hands were shaking, oh, so bad
I could hardly hold that gun
I shoved a round into the magazine
It was my last chance to run
If this is a cry for help
Then I was crying out loud
But now I understand
When I let it go and it hit the ground
Turns out God had other plans

Turns out God had other plans