these shoes have walked some strange streets, stranger yet to come
sometimes the prayers of strangers are all that keeps them from
trying to stay static, something even death can't do
everything is motion - to the motion be true

in this cold commodity culture where you lay your money down
it's hard to even notice that this earth is hallowed ground
harder still to feel it, basic as a breath
love is stronger than darkness, love is stronger than death

the gift
keeps moving
never know where
it's going to land
you must stand
back and let it
keep on changing hands

hackles rise in anger, heatwaves rise in sex
the gift moves on regardless tying this world to the next
may you never tire of waiting, never feel that life is cheap
may your life be filled with light, except for when you're trying to sleep

the gift
keeps moving
never know where
it's going to land
you must stand
back and let it
keep on changing hands