Don't Kid Yourself, You Need a Physician For days
and weeks I made the parting call. I cupped my
hands, my mouth in "O." I shouted
saying, "Brothers, hold my fading arms in the
air, I am weak!" They just faded there, my
voice was gone. Who will rescue me from this body,
not the arms, the fingers still... yes, they feel
what they touch as well, cut the cords. Let the
ancient Adam go. I've been dancing with this
corpse for nineteen years. And when I said,
"Who will shave my head, and on the might,
reveal me in my skin?" All the secrets of
fitness: all the fitness He requires is to feel
your need for Him.*** In my room, in my room, in
this gospel I have made, salvation is a broken
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a flag, paint it red, self-pity hangs over the
doorway in. From seven times seventy scraping
knees, blood lets, deficiencies, these are the
layers of bandages, protection from the sting. In
this great lacking, I've found a way. And when I
said, "Who will shave my head, and on that
might reveal me in my skin?" All the secrets
of fitness: all the fitness He requires is to feel
your need for Him.*** Who will rescue me from this
body, not the arms, the fingers still... yes, they
feel what they touch as well, cut the cords. Let
the ancient Adam go. I've been dancing with this
corpse for nineteen years.