Woven Hand The Speaking Hands
long to be with God on his mind and behind her laughter Circle the block, come back and tell me You took the words he painted by heart Right out of my hand Like the scrawl We scratch the screen and all Do as we want yes, we do as we want As the fall We taste the shame and all We've never not, we've never not What is the end of My troubled mind To embitter to sin Provoke my soul Come Christ within yeah I don't have the courage To carve my splinters out no But I got a friend St. Steven These pictures of us Wood, hay and stubble We as well are nothing but trouble Like the scrawl We scratch and scream and all Do as we want, do as you want Like the fall We taste the shame and all We've never not, we've never not What is the end of Your troubled mind To embitter to sin Provoke your soul To Christ with
