I’M LIKE THOMAS DOUBTING

FINGERS ROUTING THE SCARS

IN YOUR WRISTS AND SIDE

TOUCHING FLESH WILL MAKE MY MIND BELIEVE

BUT I WANT TO BE LIKE DAVID

THROWING HIS CLOTHES TO THE WIND

TO DANCE A JIG IN MY SKIN

AND BE REMADE BY YOUR CLEANSING AGAIN

CHORUS:

I GIVE YOU MYSELF, IT’S ALL THAT I HAVE

BROKEN AND FRAIL, I’M CLAY IN YOUR HANDS

AND I’M SPINNING UNCONCEALED

DIZZY ON THIS WHEEL FOR YOU, MY LOVE

I’M LIKE PETER CRYING

CROWING BURNING MY EARS

STILL YOU COME NEAR

YOU TAKE MY HAND AND PLACE IN MY PALM

AN ETERNAL CHANCE

CHORUS

CHORUS