The Rope

Take this line to pull you out Out of fear, out in doubt Slipping through your hands like soap I'll hand to you the end of a rope The rope I can hear your heart's dis-ease I can fulfill all you need The things that I could give to you By ways of old, make something new The rope Were all of us cursed? In a vast universe So we love, fear or doubt Blow the candle out We're living, hearing style The soil here is so fertile The things that I could show to you Cast out the old, invite the new And watch your regret decompose I'll wash your hair, I'll clean your clothes The rope A gift from them that came before A change of heart, an open door Collecting all the deadly sins In time, it'll end, make space to begin The rope It's not something you've missed How that fate tends to twist So we're loved, fear or doubt Blow the candle out We're living, hearing style The soil here is so fertile