I think of you all the time because I’m thinking
I see you all the time cause my pretensions away from me they’re sinking
Maybe not a fool maybe just a child
Forgive me as I wipe my muddy shoes at the steps of your cathedral

And let me wish for you that

Chorus

May your yarn it have its weaving may your heart it have its stealing
May your lips they have a smile
May your light it have its shining may your wandering have its finding
Until we meet again be well

Every river has a source that’s what they say
Every apple from a seed every tomorrow from today
Every pain it has a wound every lightning bolt a cloud
Every word I say aloud to you I’ve prayed a thousand times before