Terracotta Sunroom

Born in a wreck
Or should I say
A terracotta sunroom

Eyes wet with lime
He cocked the blinds
And spoke of an heirloom

Loss of balance
Lots of faith
Show yourself
Terra Incognita

He chewed on light
Salvations might
A wingless seraph

Spoke not of alms
He lined his palms

Loss of balance
Lots of faith
Show yourself
Terra Incognita

Loss of balance
Lots of faith
Born without hands
Born without grace

Show me your hands
They are not bleeding

Put out your hands
Put out your hands

Put out your hands
And cross yourself

Put out your hands
And cross yourself (Commune)

Put out your hands
And cross yourself

Put out your hands



Credits
Writer(s): Angus Watt
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