Jesus Saves, I Spend

While Jesus is saving

I'm spending all my days

In backgrounds and landscapes

With the languages of saints

While people are spinning

Like toys on Christmas day

I'm inside a still life

With the other absentee

While Jesus is saving

I'm spending all my days

In the garden-grey pallor

Of lines across your face

While people will cheer on

The spectacle we've made

I'm sitting and sculpting

Menageries of saints

Oh, my man my absentee

I'd do anything to please you

Come my love the stage is waiting

Be the one to save my saving grace

While Jesus is saving

I'm spending all my grace

On rosy-red pallor

Of lights on center stage

While people have cheered on

The awful mess we've made

Through storms of red roses

We've exited the stage