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IF You exist

I want to jack-in

I’d like to just get

A handle on sin



Or have some small bit

Just a smidge of control

Of my own ******* up ****

Diatribe takes its toll



You take my hand

I’ve a quickening pulse

Lead me oh God

Teach me to waltz



Father of light

Please comfort this mess

Show me the true

I’m lost, I confess



You take my hand

I’ve a quickening pulse

Lead me oh Lord, Lord

Teach me to waltz