I'll Fly Away

I spent much of the day in bed today, which is one of my very favorite ways to spend a Saturday.

When I was up and about, cooking and such, I was watching Nashville. It was a super tearful episode, punctuated by this beautiful number:

Some bright morning when this life is over
I'll fly away
To that home on Gods celestial shore
I'll fly away

I'll fly away, oh glory
I'll fly away in the morning
When I die hallelujah by and by
I'll fly away

When the shadows of this life have gone
I'll fly away
Like a bird from these prison walls I'll fly
I'll fly away

I'll fly away, oh glory
I'll fly away in the morning
When I die hallelujah by and by
I'll fly away

Oh how glad and happy when we meet
I'll fly away
No more cold iron shackles on my feet
I'll fly away

I'll fly away oh glory
I'll fly away in the morning
When I die hallelujah by and by
I'll fly away

I'll fly away oh glory
I'll fly away in the morning
When I die hallelujah by and by
I'll fly away

Just a few more weary days and then
I'll fly away
To a land where joys will never end
I'll fly away

I love both of these women's voices -- Gillian Welch's, in particular, reminds me of a really different time in my life. A much sadder time, and still, a time of expansion from where I'd been for so long...