A Prophet & A Priest - Demo

Is the secret to bleed
With your eyes closed?
It seems that creates
The goldest of prose
That kind that puzzles even those
Who's fingers wrote the very words

Is there a method to his chant?
A meditation to induce his trance
A prophet who moved in every dance
To listen is to hear your god

Will you show me if I stand up?
If I wipe the grass off my knees
If I promise not to beg again
Will you show me
Show me please

It's a Friday night and I tease
The dream that I could
Be such a priestess
Who speaks to the world
Like he spoke to me
Who keeps me
Conversing with you

Will you show me if I stand up?
If I wipe the grass off my knees
If I promise not to beg again
Will you show me
Show me please

She looks up
She looks down
She looks side to side
You stay very still
She continues to try
And she sweats
And she sweats
And she sweats herself dry
Can't you show her
Without any pain?

Whatever brings me closer to thee
There is none but you there is only a me
And the truth is something I'd like to see
Will you show me without any pain?



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