While Jesus is saving
I'm spending all my days
In backgrounds and landscapes
With the languages of saints
While people are spinning
Like toys on Christmas day
I'm inside a still life
With the other absentee
While Jesus is saving
I'm spending all my days
In the garden-grey pallor
Of lines across your face
While people will cheer on
The spectacle we've made
I'm sitting and sculpting
Menageries of saints
Oh, my man my absentee
I'd do anything to please you
Come my love the stage is waiting
Be the one to save my saving grace
While Jesus is saving
I'm spending all my grace
On rosy-red pallor
Of lights on center stage
While people have cheered on
The awful mess we've made
Through storms of red roses
We've exited the stage
