I just want out of all this
Of you
Nullified
The work of the cross too
What did I gain?
Like water over the backs of shellfish
Green memories of you
Inequity sets in
Words make the dinner cold
Apostles sit around the table
Forgive us for our deeds
Let us carry on your work
I put you in a tabernacle of clay
So I could recognize you
Under all the caliche
Monumental blue
You turned water to wine
Never Again

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