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