Safe inside this idea in my head
Free from all these stories
Dawned a raging fire burning bright
Giving way to sun’s light
And this howling perforated thought
Weeps a new song daily
This resounding lesson in the air
Locking eyes without care
Could it be that You were making me
Out of mind and out of sight am I
Making much of this life
Holy hands were held behind my eyes
Touching heaven’s garment
There was love I knew it all along
Breaking through these ideas
There was joy just moaning in her pain
And this in Your son’s name
Could it be that You were making me
It’s all in your
Head it breathes in
Your heart
As the stars burn
Make me yours
