a little prayer





Take these shoes, click clacking down some dead end street 
Take these shoes and make them fit 
Take this shirt, polyester white trash made in nowhere 
Take this shirt and make it clean, clean 
Take this soul, stranded in some skin and bones 
Take this soul and make it sing.

Yahweh, Yahweh 
Always pain before a child is born 
Yahweh, Yahweh 
Still I'm waiting for the dawn 

Take these hands, teach them what to carry 
Take these hands, don't make a fist 
Take this mouth, so quick to criticize 
Take this mouth, 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 



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