I thought I heard the hard soft of your hands
I thought I tasted the earth roll off your tongue
We'll be kneeling when our ten locked fingers break open this lung
I thought I saw oil under your feet
I thought I heard the careful clock miss a beat
When the sun comes up, we'll break open quiet into this heat
Our love won't hold on to no one, oh holy woman, be my Amen
I thought I felt the braille of your prayer
I thought my fingers could trace your longing in this cell
When it's time to break our hearts, set the table for one lonely chair
Our love won't hold on to no one, be my Amen