From the recording Holy Fallout
I know the idiots warehouse is always full.
I know each of us could run back and forth all day long
and show everyone our vast supply.
I tend to run back and forth each day, all day long
Now that all my running has proved useless
and shown itself to be an unlucrative business.
I could find a better job to do.
With hands like these, God’s instruments are begging me.
tonight I will retire from all this madness.
If only for an hour I will gather
with some loyal friends
or just sit alone
and sing a beautiful song
Now I know the heart is right to cry
even when she loses the smallest drop of light.
Perhaps she kicks and moans and screams too.
She is right to do so
‘till love returns.