I'm here for you
Cant you see what im doin
I bring you news from the kingdom
Of disciples [bad word] Behold a child
Has just been born
Into a life
Of secrets sworn
Hold out yr hands
And take these palms ive been given
They are wild with beauty faded
And they can guide this child to heaven
So rest assured
And understand
How harvest eyes
Renew your land
Im here looking for you dear
If I could see clear
Thry all the sun stained stations
Its all up in the air girl
Its like a snare girl
In all its manifestations
Im here for you
Cant you see what im saying
I have palms from [bad word] Where disciples are straying [bad word] after you
With mercy given
And your secrets out
Now youre forgiven
Im here looking for you dear
Cant you see clear
All these sun stained stations
Its you under the stairs girl
With a snare girl
Sounding salutations