Half-Handed Cloud - Place Your Wind Against My Sails Lyrics

I'll set nothing vile before my eyes
And while You're faithful
Oh, that faithless deeds
Wouldn't static-cling, then I'd be grateful

Hem my pants so long, for growing into strong
Down past the shoes
I didn't roll them up to trip everyone up
And then I blamed You

Place Your wind against my sails

Envelope that mails to a prisoner in jail
Will I answer?
Running everywhere 'til my feet are turning bare
You knock on the door

But I rarely cross the floor
Sit around and hope
For some skin that soaks-up soap
Will I answer?

Place Your wind against my sails