In The Lord's Arms - Ben Harper & The Innocent Criminals

Like the wings stolen from an angel

Like petals gone from a rose

Like a dove caught in a storm

Tonight he is in the Lord’s arms

The wind, it blew straight through us

And whispered to me in tongues

I was told I was warned

Tonight he would be in the Lord’s arms

Tonight he is in the Lord’s arms

So I’ll drink this wine to him

With each glass a memory

He left me with his crown of thorns

Tonight he is in the Lord’s arms

Tonight he is in the Lord’s arms

Tonight he is in the Lord’s arms