Take up Your Mat and Walk - Deadman

The hours are passing slowly

Like the clouds in the late summer sky

The days, they keep on dragging on and on

With no comfort and no reason why

And you feel the time as it passes

Just like Lazarus when he’s waiting at the gate

For a little kindness

That some stranger might demonstrate

Take your mat up

Take your mat

Take your mat and walk

Take your mat up

Take your mat

Take your mat and walk

Like a leper at the pool of healing

When he’s waiting for his turn to bathe

Like a blind man, a lame man, a sick man

Waiting for a miracle to take shape

And in this life of suffering

Situations are out of our control

It’s just when you think that you’re beaten down

It takes faith just to make you whole

Take your mat up

Take your mat

Take your mat and walk

Take your mat up

Take your mat

Take your mat and walk

Last night I thought I heard a voice

Asking me do you want to be well?

«How can I with so much pain?»

I said out loud and surprised myself

And then I had an answer

To the grief that I had endured

It was sitting right there beside me

All the while was the means to be cured

Take your mat up

Take your mat

Take your mat and walk

Take your mat up

Take your mat

Take your mat and walk

Take your mat up

Take your mat

Take your mat and walk

Take your mat up

Take your mat

Take your mat and walk