I am a Piece of Mire Clay
Oh Jesus take your hands...

Easter is close
Yet almost gone...

Let your heart shine
Cast out it's glow...

My heart so loves to travel
Alot of useless miles it's seen...

In the loneliest prison cell
That's shaped like a heart...

If I could visit Heaven I would keep my ticket...
I would be there early to get a window seat, I...

My thin frail spine
Has three holes in it...

Within the vicinity of the Heavens
Down those charming streets of Paradise...

She was born with them
They're her gift from God...

Her eyes are like mirrors
Reflections into her soul...

All hearts were constructed from God above,
Who made a perfect match for each one...

And every since I met her
She's been really close to me...