Bill Callahan
Held
[Verse 1]
For the first time in my life
I let myself be held, yeah
Like a big old baby
And I surrender
Mmm, to your charity, whoa

I let the jets fly
Not wishing for their destruction
Orange and black
In a perfect blue sky

I lay back in the tall grass
I let the ants cover me

[Verse 2]
For the first time in my life
I am moving away, moving away, moving away
Moving away from within the reach of me
All the while being held like a
Like a, like a big old