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Woven Hand
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Story And Pictures
Lyricist:David Eugene Edwards
Shook out my salvation in all four corners of my room Lowly is the dust, trustworthy the broom
White lady, growlin' on a chain Peacock caw the sound of my lover's name The tone was pure and played on gut From your birdhouse aflame
Your fire burns for me, red as grace The blush came easily to your face Your fire burns for me, red as grace And she says that none would have her
As a boy I too drew near to the love of dust Tough skin, blue light cowboy, idle hands they rust Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com
Your fire burns for me, red as grace The blush came easily to your face Your fire burns for me, red as grace And she says that none would have her
Let us allow the character to build Wise as serpents and harmless as doves Let's allow the emptiness to fill Rich in mercy and brotherly love
Your fire burns for me, red as grace The blush came easily to your face Your fire burns for me, red as grace And she says that none would have her
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