There’s cryin' in the stores and I’m lyin' in my sleep
They need the Lover
They’re tellin' on our man, go and tell it on the mount
They need the Brother
Nourishment will come from the many-breasted one
They need the Mother
Rest on all sides of your soul
Take your crown
The sooner we become is the sooner we be one
Soon
Communion is born from the coming of the storm
Heed the weather
Rest on all sides of your soul
Take your crown
The sooner we become is the sooner we be one
Soon
Run to the Unseen Love as to kiss
A face to a face
Replace my hiding space
You are my hiding place
From every storm of life
You even saved me from myself
You are my hiding place