New Song

I want a new religion
Spit on my eyes so that I might see.
Oh I’ve desired too much
Oh I’ve desired I have wanted to be free.

They tell me poetry’s the devil’s work but I will sing you a new song.
What a marvellous day.

I want a new conviction
They caught me red handed.
I want a new addiction
I’ve got an itch and I can’t scratch it.

I had chased after beauty that I might give it a name and I found you.
I had stripped to the bone that I might know truth and I found you.
It was the echo of a song I had not sung but I found you.
I had stripped to the bone that I might know truth and I found you.