Your words are branches long and limber
I leap from comfort to hang from timber
Someone once told me I was Godless and brave
I'll hang onto every word
you say
Your words come from far and travel deep
they drift up and fall down blue hills, so steep
I'll keep a bookmark in the best parts of my life
To hang onto the words
you say
Your words tell a story, a beginning - an end
They grow from a gentle tree, around the darkest bend
I'll water them until they bloom the utmost conviction
So I can hang onto the words
you say
