"When you can't get out...you might as well get in" a poem by Jess Coffman

On an August day,
In the southern heat,
I wallowed in my weakness,
And prayed to the Lord to wipe my heart clean,

Of past regrets, The lovers I've kept, 
And worries of the future unseen.
Cause I didn't feel alive,
And my light wasn't shining.

    In the Montgomery sky,
    The sun closed its eye,
    And the thunder clouds bullied in singing…
    If you can't get out, you might as well get in.

        If you can't get out, you might as well get in,
        Let the rain beat down on your face,
        Let it carry away every worry, every fear and disgrace.
        For a new life to begin,
        When you can't get out, you might as well get in.

I stood there soaked with my fears uncloaked,
And an eagerness for Mercy,
As the lightening struck inches
from my body.

I prayed to the present to keep me safe,
To shake me up and restore my faith,
Cause I was sick of feeling stuck,
And running out of luck.

    With my eyes closed tight,
    I saw the light, and felt it pierce through my chest singin...
    If you can't get out, you might as well get in.

        If you can't get out, you might as well get in,
        Let the rain beat down on your face.
        Let it carry away every worry, every fear and disgrace.
        For a new life to begin,
        When you can't get out, you might as well get in.

The heavy unrest, left my chest,
And I knew my prayers were granted.
Then I danced among the danger,
And the peace of this new moment.

Drenched in love, and filled with hope,
I was overcome with laughter.
Excited for the nameless,
Not fearing for the future.
   
    I stood there bare
    With my palms in the air,
    As a miracle came true singin…
    If you can't get out, you might as well get in.

        If you can't get out, you might as well get in,
        Let the rain beat down on your face,
        Let it carry away every worry, every fear and disgrace.
        For a new life to begin,
        When you can't get out, you might as well get in.
               
            When you ask for joy,
            you never know the shape that it will take,
            So you might as well be ready,
            And never question why,
           
            The storm of change is coming,
            So save a little light inside,
            When your struggles seem unending,
            Know this moment always passes by.

     In the Montgomery sky
    The sun winked her eye,
    And the thunder clouds searched on singin...   
    If you can't get out, you might as well get in.
       
        If you can't get out, you might as well get in,
        Let the rain beat down on your face,
        Let it carry away every worry, every fear and disgrace.
        For a new life to begin,
        When you can't get out, you might as well get in.
        When you can't get out, you might as well get in.