A Hymn for the Exiled - Anaïs Mitchell

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The word came down to him from heaven

And naked as an animal he knew

Everything of flesh and bone

He could call it all his own

If he could name it

He could lay claim to it too

But after all the word was spoken

You sent him out into the open

All alone to make his broken promise

Whole again

Eight nine ten eleven twelve

Did you see how far he fell

And did you watch him

Covering his body in his shame

Wanting you near him

Though you couldn’t hear him

He was falling down

With your name in his mouth

A thousand thousand years pass through me

Stoned on loneliness and movies

Where people make their love in foreign tongues

Every family locks their door

Every man in uniform

Reminds me of the body of my own one

I knew you before I met you

I’ve forgotten why I left you

All I wanna do is get back in to your good grace

Call you by your hundred names

Till it makes you mine again

Until I get my will back in this god-forsaken place

I want you near me

I know you can’t hear now

But I’m falling down with your name

I want you near me

I wish you could hear me now

While I’m falling down

With your name in my mouth