"Hindsight & Photographs" lyrics

West Linn in the rear view
Everything I own in the back of that hatchback Subaru
How Dad's guitar found its way in when I
Couldn't strum a chord, hadn't lived a lick
Didn't have two lines to say, I don't know
I've heard it called "providence"
The hand of God inside the glove of circumstance
How I got from a hometown to here
Singing songs on the edge of this stage

I used to be wiser, yeah, I was on fire
Would have died on the hill that it's all in my hands
But the older I get, the less that I know
All I know is I don't understand
In hindsight and photographs, right where I am
I find God wherever I can

It ain't always teardrops in a church pew
Sometimes it's white-knuckle fists, screaming at the sky in my bedroom
The face of a mountain that I'm dead-set on climbing
A one-way to freedom you take when you find it

I used to be wiser, yeah, I was on fire
Would have died on the hill that it's all in my hands
And the older I get, the less that I know
But there's some things that I understand
In hindsight and photographs, right where I am
I find God wherever I can

I used to be wiser, yeah, I was on fire
Would have died on the hill that it's all in my hands
And the older I get, the less that I know
But there's one thing I might understand
In hindsight and photographs, breakups and breaking down
Sunsets and sunrises, her eyes so golden brown
Grandpa's old sermons in living and learning
In a cracked windshield, blacktop, long nights with my band
I find God wherever I am
I find God wherever I am