The Speaking Hands

I 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 within