tell me more of your god
when you look for him does he look back
cause i can feel eyes on my forearms
watching my wrists water and i wonder
if the weight of its stare is the same as yours
in the back of my mind i am always searching
eyes open for a destination other than this earth
looking both ways
for one way
either way
tell me your story
write it on my eyelids so sleeping is like reading
and reading is just another pair of lungs breathing
so share your air with me
let your god be my god and guide me
take me back
all the way home
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