I WILL CLIMB BACK THROUGH YOUR EYES
PRIZE FIGHTER PRIZE FOOL
WHO ELSE WOULD CLAMBER
THROUGH THE EYE OF A NEEDLE
TO BE BEATEN BY YOU
CONSENT TO BE BORN AGAIN
CONTENT TO BE WEARING PAIN
IT ENCIRCLES ME
LIKE THIS DYING SUMMER
STILL I RETURN TO LOVE-
WELL VERSED IN CHRIST
BUT CAUGHT UP IN YOUR THORNS
THE PASSING OF NOTHING MEANS SOMETHING
I ENCOMPASS THIS ALL ENCOMPASSING EMPTINESS
OPEN MY PALM AND BLOW...........
BACK TO THE AIR FROM WHERE IT CAME
ANOTHER SEASON GIVEN BACK
ANOTHER REASON DRIVEN TRACK
PLAYED TO DEAF EARS
APOLOGETIC INSINCERE
I WILL CLIMB BACK THROUGH YOUR EYES
AND MAKE SOME SPACE FOR LOVE.
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