Postscript Lyrics & Chords By Bill Mallonee

I did this as a matter of principle
I did this if the truth be told
I did this as a way of serving notice
I did this to regain control

There is a window behind these wounds
I see the heart of God
You got your arms stretched out
And the nails go in

There is a field where the burdened find rest
The lovers learn to taste
You got your arms stretched out
And the warmed embrace

I don't succumb to the heat of the moment
Where the raw nerve of emotions hangs loose
I understand the sacrifices made on my behalf
If you understand i have done the same for you

Out in the field where the burdened find rest
The lovers learn to taste
You got your arms stretched out
Oh and the chains fall away