The Raven and the Dove

I have prayed for wisdom, now I pray for peace
 It seems the more I know now, the less that I can sleep
 Stay imprisoned in my conscience, trying to figure what it means
 To be caught between a nightmare and the sweetest of dreams
 Some days a raven, some days a dove
 Some days the dark cloud hanging round
 Others from the light above
 I'm scuffed by the devil, but I'm washed up in the blood
 Some days a raven, some days a dove
 You may question how I'm living, it might scare you half to death
 I've been forgive for my sinning, Lord knows I ain't through sinning yet
 I get my singing from my mama, I get the fight from my old man
 I don't always know where I'm going, but I know exactly what I am
 Some days a raven, some days a dove
 Some days the dark cloud hanging round
 Others from the light above
 I'm scuffed by the devil, but I'm washed up in the blood
 Some days a raven, some days a dove
 Some days a raven, some days a dove
 Some days the dark cloud hanging round
 Others from the light above
 I'm scuffed by the devil, but I'm washed up in the blood
 Some days a raven, some days a dove
 Some days a raven, some days a dove