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 Jun 2015 g clair
Mike Hauser
God is talking behind my back
But it's not what you think
He's telling all his angels in Heaven
How much he's in love with me
Be ye sinner or be ye saint
We must all rely upon his grace
God is talking behind my back
But it's not what you think

God is laughing at me
But not to my face
Because of all the joy I bring
On any given day
When God the father looks at me
He see's his Sons sacrifice in my place
God is laughing at me
But not to my face

God is calling me every name
He can think of under the Son
From family to friend to tender child
On up to beloved one
As he loves me more and more
Than this mind could imagine
God is calling me every name
He can think of under the Son
I whispered your name into the inner
twisting curl of a conch shell, hoping
an echo from saltier waves would carry
it through shadow-rimmed currents until it
flowed softly along the shore, like my breath
settling across your neck
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