Yahweh

Take these shoes

Click clacking down some dead end street

And make them fit

Take this shirt

Polyester white trash made in nowhere

And make it clean clean

Take this soul

Stranded in some skin and bones

And make it sing

Always pain before a child is born

Still I'm waiting for the dawn

Take these hands

Teach them what to carry

Don't make a fist

Take this mouth

So quick to criticise

Give it a kiss

Still waiting for the dawn the sun is coming up

The sun is coming up on the ocean

This love is like a drop in the ocean

Why the dark before the dawn?

Take this city

A city should be shining on a hill

If it be your will

What no man can own no man can take

Take this heart

And make it break