Two Steps Back

“Two Steps Back” Original by Robert Wimer

Back in 2008, I started my song writing again through a long absence. Throughout my life, I’ve been influenced by a great number of people and sometimes those ideas can leak into my songwriting. When I was finished with my first song, I read the lyrics to my then faience, my very honest fiance. When I was finished, she looked at me, smiled, a polite smile, and didn’t say anything. Now, as a songwriter, you know what that means,..the song was just “ok”. What I had done is wrote someone else’s song and not my own, so I scrapped it and came up with this one, my song.

This is about, well me, before I was saved and the life I led and the eventual end if I didn’t come to Jesus.

Two Steps Back Lyrics

Four measure intro

Verse

Storm clouds commin’ while I salt the earth
There’s blisters on my hands
These lines on my face, they lead to a place
To a dry and barron land
And a raven is perched atop my door
But he doesn’t say a word
Nothing is spoken, nothing is said
Nothing, but the work

Chorus:

Like a hammer to my hands
Like rocks on my back
And the iron on my feet
This bitter life I’m tastin’
and this road that was taken
One step forward, two steps back, then three

4 measure break

Verse

Three score and ten, not that long ago
I was a different man
Two roads diverged in a long forgotten wood
and I took the third
This once smooth skin of a now callused heart
Has poisoned a furtil field
I now curl up in a tall mans bed
And my blanket is the earth

Chorus:

Like a hammer to my hands
Like rocks on my back
And the iron on my feet
This bitter life I’m tastin’
and this road that was taken
One step forward, two steps back, then three

4 measure break

Verse

Storm clouds are here while I still salt the earth
The curse that is my strife
More lines on my face, that lead to a place
To a dry and barron life
And a raven is still perched atop my door
But now, he turns to speak
“Your life has been wasted, time has run out
Three words you didn’t speak”

Chorus:

Like a hammer to my hands
Like rocks on my back
And the iron on my feet
This bitter life I’m tastin’
and this road that was taken
One step forward, two steps back, then three

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