first song for b

watch the stream run by you, watch the indian chief, wrapped in blue corn leaves drift by you, watch you take root in the son's palm, and rise out of the fire, no more being match wood, only rising higher, i wanna see you be the one who's first light, harbors in the new day, and see you settle into yourself, and never be afraid, now i take everything as a good sign, because i'm in love, i take everything as a sign from god, and now i give myself to you alone, no more knives hang above me, oh b, please destroy me, please destroy me, please destroy me, please destroy me, oh, oh