Washcloth

                                  My name has changed, it's not Judas anymore

Although we have a lot in common in these years

It's not about swords, I want it to be love

But my understandings always seem to be of fear.

Say that you will, don't tell me that you wanna



He's got a house, it's not the same anymore,

The husband and the wife have fallen down

Three nails three days three sticks three ways.

If it dies yet produces a seed, then it all equals one.

Say that you will, don't tell me that you wanna