Palm Psalm

(album: Surviving Is The New Living - 2020)

Around 20 seconds have passed
Hands running under water
Rough to the touch
Scrubbing it out
I just wanna know how much time I have to spend
Before we are back to some sort of normal
The last time I took something from a stranger
I thought it was a note
But it was a pamphlet
With a prophet some us know
Now the streets are wider than ever
There's no spirituality, no gatherings
I still sing

Purity Purell
Praying my dry palms together
Squeeze the goo, rub it out
Whiffs of sterile alcohol

Oh Lord, hear my hygienic prayers
Grant me the help
Wake me cleaner than I am

Jesus, I
I really need a buddy like you
Someone who will never let me down
Someone I can talk to

If I just stick to the routine
Will you sanitize this being
I wanna be well, wanna be clean
Jesus, I am vanishing

There's no insurance from the wrath of god
I put my hands together
Scrub it out, oh Lord

Oh Jesus, I
I really need a buddy like you
Someone who will never let me down
Someone I can talk to