Take Me
By Izzy

Take me
To your seas
Walk on your water
And carry me over it
So that it may
Wash me clean
Of all my sins

Smile at me
And let that wash me also
Of all my grief

My hands are caked With dry blood
Yours could never be stained for very long

Join your fiddle
To my cello
And allow me
For a moment
To fly as you do
Every moment

Only you
Can make me free