Shelter from the Storm

It was in another lifetime, one of toil and blood
 When blackness was a virtue and the road was full of mud
 I came in from the wilderness, a creature void of form
 "Come in," she said, "I'll give you shelter from the storm"
 And if I pass this way again, you can rest assured
 I'll always do my best for her, on that I give my word
 In a world of steel-eyed death, and men who are fighting to stay warm
 "Come in," she said, "I'll give you shelter from the storm"
 Not a word was spoke between us, there was little risk involved
 Everything up to that point had been left unresolved
 Try imagining a place where it's always safe and warm
 Come in, and I will give you shelter from the storm
 You were burned out from exhaustion, buried in the hail
 Poisoned in the bushes, blown out on the trail
 Hunted like a crocodile, ravaged in the corn
 Come in, and I will give you shelter from the storm
 Suddenly, I turned around and she was standing there
 With silver bracelets on her wrists and flowers in her hair
 She walked up to me gracefully, took my crown of thorns
 "Come in," she said, "I'll give you shelter from the storm"
 Now there's a wall between us, something there's been lost
 I took too much for granted, I got my signals crossed
 Just to think that it all began on some long forgotten morn
 "Come in," I said, "I'll give you shelter from the storm"
 Well, the deputy walks on hard nails, the preacher rides a mount
 But nothing really matters much, it's doom alone that counts
 The one-eyed undertaker, he blows his futile horn
 "Come in," she said, "I'll give you shelter from the storm"
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 I've heard newborn babies wailing like a mourning dove
 And old men with their broken teeth stranded without love
 Do I understand your question, man, it's hopeless and forlorn
 "Come in," she said, "I'll give you shelter from the storm"
 In a little hilltop village, they gamble for your clothes
 You'll bargain for our salvation, and they give you a lethal dose
 You'll offer up your innocence and get repaid with scorn
 Come in, I will give you shelter from the storm
 Now I'm living in a foreign country, but I'm bound to cross the line
 Beauty walks a razor's edge, someday I'll make it mine
 If I could only turn back the hands of time to when you and God were born
 I know that I could give you shelter from the storm
 Come in and I will give you shelter from the storm