Wash Me Clean

Wash me clean again

And take me down in your water

And try to make me understand

Cause in this life that

I live I might have grown a little harder

But so have these times

Where we just war with words

And fight for rights to take a life

In the name of peace

But we cannot hide behind our picket fences,

Abortion lines, and worn defenses

I don't understand

Touch and go, it survives

In this land of our fathers

The bleeding and the needing

Are left behind

You say one name out aloud

While inside you feel another

But there is some comfort in pleasing the crowd

So you just raise your hands up to the sky

And scream a verse that will make them cry

But when those politics

They don't stick around

Those words fight back

They'll take you down

And you won't understand

So Lord search my soul

And find the need to break this stone

And plant a seed and find me

Find a place for me inside