Simple fall, simple break
Rush of blood from the place
Underneath where I lay
Cup the flood with my face
So break the weak man
So heal the blind man
So raise the dead man
Stay at home, let me sleep
Let the blinds sentry keep
From the lights and the street
Pull me back to my feet
So take my hand
Teach me how to run again
Lead me to a weeping land
Simple life, simple death
Ask me what I can’t guess
Please the heart inside your chest
Hear me speak shibboleth
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