Kick off your Sunday shoes
You don't need them
You don't need them in your life
We're still here
Take the words you know and let them disappear
There is a bowl of tears
Dip your fingers
Dip your fingers in and see
We're still here
Take the fears you know and let them disappear
Climb up the Mount of the Holy Cross
And dip your fingers in the lucky water now
I know we clutch at straws
A fake touchstone
A touchstone for your life
We're still here
Take the faith you know and let it disappear