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Take a cupful from your hand
Wait for forty days
Make a river through the sand
'Til you're called by secret name

And the weight of the water
Has brought me back to this

Just leave me to the river
Let it cleanse my face
I have no power to ward it
Like the baptism of the earth

And the weight of the water
Has brought me back to this

And the step where you stood
As I bleed from the wound
How I cower to that weight
Still I'll make this water home
Take a cupful from your hand   Wait for forty days   Make a river through the sand   'Til you're called by secret name      And the weight of the water   Has brought me back to this      Just leave me to the river   Let it cleanse my face   I have no power to ward it   Like the baptism of the earth      And the weight of the water   Has brought me back to this      And the step where you stood   As I bleed from the wound   How I cower to that weight   Still I'll make this water home