Jesus Alone

You fell from the sky

Crash landed in a field

Near the river Adur

Flowers spring from the ground

Lambs burst from the wombs of their mothers

In a hole beneath the bridge

She convalesce, she fashioned masks of clay and twigs

You cried beneath the dripping trees

Ghost song lodged in the throat of a mermaid

With my voice

I am calling you

You're a young man waking

Covered in blood that is not yours

You're a woman in a yellow dress

Surrounded by a charm of hummingbirds

You're a young girl full of forbidden energy

Flickering in the gloom

You're a drug addict lying on your back

In a Tijuana hotel room

With my voice

I am calling you

With my voice

I am calling you

You're an African doctor harvesting tear ducts

You believe in God, but you get no special dispensation for this belief now

You're an old man sitting by a fire, hear the mist rolling off the sea

You're a distant memory in the mind of your creator, don't you see?

With my voice

I am calling you

With my voice

I am calling you

Let us sit together until the moment comes

With my voice

I am calling you

With my voice

I am calling you

With my voice

I am calling you