My Russia (Standing On Hands) Songtext / Lyric

the morning comes

cold and bright as I need it

the morning comes



no one asked any questions

for fear that I might answer



cold and bright as I need it

the morning comes






hide me in your hand

with the mother of my children

the morning comes

where the land sinks deep in it's color

bless the ground where we kneel

safe in your woven creel

cold and bright as I need it

the morning comes

you speak as no other



the morning comes

I've not yet closed my eyes

cold and bright as I need it

the sun does rise



these were my thoughts as I

passed neath your window

I saw you through stained glass

with only one eye



for I am everything

I am everything

I am everything that he is not