Paula Cole - Comin' Down Lyrics

Lord, make me a lightning bolt to burn off this ring
comin' down, comin' down
Lord, make me a skil saw to cut through these chains
comin' down, comin' down
Lord, give me the clarity to see through this smoke 
and salvage the woman comin' down

Lord, make me an arrow to pierce through the lies
comin' down, comin' down
Lord, make me a lens to better see my life
comin' down, comin' down
Lord, make me an instrument to sing away the pain
this rushing river comin' down

I'm freeee, heee
here in the mountains of peace may I be
I seeeee, 
the greatness above and the smallness of me

Lord, I'm mistaken and the choices that I made
comin' down, comin' down 
I made me a prison that should have been a man
comin' down, comin' down
Lord, help me discover the courage to be 
to handle these changes, comin' down

I'm freeee, heeeee
here in the mountains of peace may I be
I seeeee, 
the greatness above and the smallness in me
so, freeee, hee
here in the garden, awake, consciously
I seeee, heee
the greatness within, the greatness in me

Lord, I'm your instrument
I shoulder the weight
comin' down, comin' down

feeling emotions in a deeper shade
comin' down, comin' down

I'll be the one who puts them to song
and liberate the heartache comin' down