From the recording Little Words
Lyrics
What would you do
if I showed those little words to you?
Whose tiny hands keep tugging at my skirt
Just little words
There’s no reprieve, we have to grieve
For all those precious things that went before
Hopeless to lie, ‘cause I’ve already died
Yes, I’m just a ghost who’s rattling the chains
Those chosen few
Their poet-prophet’s value never knew
A nobody’s life, with secret visitations
From little words
Such wild nights, mere mortals, angels fight
First chance to tell the story seen with altered eyes
Who could refuse seduction by such muse?
A holy consummation joining
Little words
Waste no more time, dissolve into divine
Sweet worship, bow and bend, rise up
On little words