whispers to the divine

Like liquor pouring in
My soul's filled up with God
Who begins, the sentence
Who am I what am I not
Forced weight has its way
Forced weight has its way to sink in
But every time you let it
You're breaking every thought of self respect

Without your love, our words misspoken
In the daylight, sink or swim again
Your touch is golden
The hand of God, I hope it holds me up again
Your touch gone too long
My soul's, filled up with love

My soul's filled up with love
My soul's filled up with love
My soul's filled up with love
My soul's filled up with love

Like liquor pouring in
My soul's filled up with God
Who begins, the sentence
Who am I what am I not

With just needle and thread
Sew up all the holes in your head
And all the thoughts you had that said
You can't control your mind
Leave them for dead

Ohhhhh
She laughed again
My eyes are open
Eyes are open
My heart holding
Your love again