Holy water, running down my skin
Holy words well inside my chest
You sing them for him
Yes, you sing them for him
You sing them for him
Yes, I hear you calling
So you cry
So you cry
Wash our feet in the river
It’s not cold when I’m high
I was high in your presence
Wash my feet in the river
It’s not cold when I’m high
I was high in your presence
It’s not cold when I’m high
From now on, when things bloom, or should they fade, still a joy
Still a joy
From now on, when things bloom, or should they fade, still a joy
Still a joy
I wash my hair in the sink
I use the words that you gave me
I leave my clothes on the rack
You’ll come and get them in morning
I wash my hair in the sink
I use the words that you gave me
I leave my clothes on the rack