Emily Scott Robinson
Lost Woman’s Prayer
I used to pray for my life to be easy
Used to wish all my dreams would come true
I used to have it planned down to the minute
When you’re young that’s just what you do
Then I had my heart shattered and scattered
And I wandered the world on my own
And at a bar down South of the border
I met another girl drinkin’ alone
I felt that her spirit was kindred
And we traded stories ’til dawn
Of dead ends and dark times and lovers
The red wine poured out like a song
Sisterhood softens the edges
Of our burdens and worries and cares
And as the stars faded into the sunrise
She whispered the lost woman’s prayer
Grant you grace for the hard days
And may you be kind to yourself
Run reckless and headlong toward your biggest fears
Pull your dusty dreams down off the shelf
Let your life be of service
Turn your pain into purpose
Open your doors to the wind and the rain
And may you be forever changed
May you be forever changed
She caught a ride down to Cabo
And I didn’t see her for years
But we wrote the occasional letter
Confessing our hopes and our fears
There were weddings and bank loans and babies
Divorces and late-night phone calls
And through the ups and the downs
And the lost and the founds
I remembered that prayer through it all
Grant you grace for the hard days
And may you be kind to yourself
Run reckless and headlong toward your biggest fears
Pull your dusty dreams down off the shelf
Let your life be of service
Turn your pain into purpose
Open your doors to the wind and the rain
And may you be forever changed
May you be forever changed
On a night off of tour I called you
Said ‘Old friend, I am here in your town’
Had drinks down at Johnny’s on State Street
Can’t believe they haven’t torn this place down
We laughed til we cried and we gossiped and lied
When the bartender asked us our age
Let’s raise up our glass, here’s a toast to the past
And a toast as we turn a new page…
May you be forever changed
May we be forever changed
May we be forever changed