Woven Hand Chest Of Drawers
She floats in air In these three ways You know You know The road does not trust me to keep Beneath the bushes The three of us asleep Go into the Lord's house And go in a mile The world will bow The knees will be broken for those who don't know how He delights not in the strength of horses He takes no pleasure not in the legs of men He's a working man And none can stay his hand His are the three Faces of time We keep walking And thinking things to talk about Down on our prayers bones in line Go into the Lord's house Go in a mile The world will bow The knees will be broken for those who don't know how He delights not in the strength of horses He takes no pleasure in the cleverness of m
