Mercy

I have been the lawyer
And the judge
And the room
I have written every argument
That I never won
I have closed the books for tonight
The case still open

There is something moving slow
There is something coming closer
And I am not running
And I am not asking

Mercy
Comes in low
Comes in quiet
Mercy does not announce
Mercy does not ask
She arrives like weather
That I did not pack against
And I do not pack against her

I have been the witness
And the wound
And the proof
I have rehearsed my own complaint
Until I knew the lines
I have closed the books for tonight
The case still open

Tonight she is in the hallway
Tonight she is on the stairs
Tonight I am not the one
Who turns the lock against
Tonight I am the one
Who lets the weather in

Mercy
Comes in low
Comes in quiet
Mercy does not announce
Mercy does not ask
She arrives like weather
That I did not pack against
And I do not pack against her

I do not pack against her
I do not pack against her