Yahweh (Early Mix)

Take these shoes
Click clacking down some dead end street
Take these shoes and make them fit
Take this shirt
Polyester white trash made in nowhere
Take this shirt and make it clean
Take this soul
Stranded in some skin and bones
Take this soul and make it sing, sing

Yahweh, Yahweh
Always pain before a child is born
Yahweh, Yahweh
Still I’m waiting for the dawn

Take these hands
Teach them what to carry
Take these hands, don’t make a fist, no
Take this mouth
So quick to criticise
Take this mouth, give it a kiss, yeah

Yahweh, Yahweh
All the pain before a child is born
Yahweh, Yahweh
Still I’m waiting for the dawn

I’m still waiting
I’m still waiting for the dawn
Take these blue eyes
Take these blue eyes
Take these eyes and make them see
This love is just a drop the ocean
This love is just a drop in the ocean
My love is just a drop in the ocean

Yahweh, Yahweh
Always pain before a child is born
Yahweh, Yahweh waiting for me
Still I’m waiting for the dawn

Take this city
A city should be shining on the hill
Take this city if it be your will
What no man can own, no man can take
Take this heart
Take this heart
Take this heart
And make it break