Rail

Jesus tie these hands

I used to think

that every thing I touched

turned gold

but it don't

it turns cold

and reason guides this man

like spring, and fall

and wind to sand

I sway, I sway,

I cannot stand

what do I do,

when it seems I relate to Judas

more than You

and I can't ever

I can't ever

see the end...

Jesus help me see

it's not about consequence

it's peace

and I won't seek

on my own knees

and grace is over me

It's true I feel, I know it's real

but will I live

what I believe