Straightened these slumped shoulders,
And filled my heart up again;
Sent smiles through chambers,
Where atriums housed echoing laughter:

Slide your hand,
Trace my lifeline,
Into your land:
Breathe into my lungs

Slide your midas hand
You will not  err, err, err, err
You will not err, err, err, err
We cannot err, err, err, err

We'll hobble into posture,

Past the pasture and pens,

Through my mother’s darkened barn,

Up away
Up away
Up away
Up away


Give me your hand,
Give me your hand;
Take off your glove:
Our fingerprint unlocks our heart.