Understand

Saturday ?? With your hand held tight White gloves, bibles The buzz of flys I know that somewhere The saints still are there They can get together, they can talk about it They can understand My held held tight My bodies aches Pressed against the weight of the gospel I know that somewhere The saints gather around They watch me with wisdom and patience I hope they understand The summer falls like a ?? My body sweats beneath her My purpose is clearer ??? Oh!! uh-huh! You can understand, you can understand You can understand I don't understand I don't understand