And came back from one More than others And deepened on the pulling of strings And the tying of knots Fell soon for one thing then another And become open handed for another overwhelming attack Gospel mother for all the names I sat and watched the sunsets bloom And new objects of ascending doom In their innocent hands layed guilt And guilt would eat their flesh and bones And I became more than just man And more than just woman I became a whole being One of such pure serenity Ladeled in bliss and guilt Ladeled in bliss and guilt Ladeled in bliss and guilt