Bound
Like a child’s toy top I spin between
This round of idols I had found
No longer can I reach,
They lost their hold on me
Yet still my hands feel so empty
You must come to me
Raise me up from the ground
Fill these arms that you have bound
You must come to me
Oh, that I had wings like a dove
To fly away and be at rest
I would wander far away in the wilderness
Find shelter from my soul’s tempest
I didn’t want you,
I wasn’t looking for you,
But you rolled over me like the rising tide
Beneath the harvest moon
Loving you is like breathing deep waters
Baptizing me in mystery
It feels like more than I was made to do
This passion you demand of me
Living wind, tongues of fire
Hidden wings hovering over the stormy waters
I am bound, now set me free
Spirit fall on me
You must come to me
Raise me up from the ground
Fill the arms that you have bound