She wrote it in the night
salvation in the message
hope in those passages
like the words
of a thousand priests
fasting for the feasts
read it slow, read it slow
in the low light low
raining down the gutters
seeping from the shutters
love in the flood
after the sacrifice

She wrote it with delight
as the mountain calls the rains
free from the pains
like the words
of the shepherds old
come in from the cold
read it slow, read it slow
in the low light low
raining down the gutters
seeping from the shutters
love in the flood
after the sacrifice