Malcolm calls me when the plane lands
There's a window on his open hands
The vernacular of you and me
Turns to innocence when you're too blind to see
I'm reckoning
I'm beckoning
For you to stay
There's no more loss
Get on the cross
There's no other way
My imagination
Your illumination
Skin against the walls of
Your divine confession
Take away the sin of living life
Within the holy crack of the door
Take away the sin of living life
Within the holy crack of the door
There's a ghost that follows me where I go
Think you've seen me talking to her before
Lighting fires with G and T on the roof
You believe it, I'm still waiting for proof
I'm reckoning
I'm beckoning
For you to stay
There's no more loss
Get on the cross
There's no other way
My imagination
Your illumination
Skin against the walls of
Your divine confession
Take away the sin of living life
Within the holy crack of the door
Take away the sin of living life
Within the holy crack of the door
Take away the sin of living life
Within the holy crack of the door
Take away the sin of living life
Within the holy crack of the door
Take away the sin of living life
Within the holy crack of the door
I'm reckoning
I'm beckoning
For you to stay
There's no more loss
Get on the cross
There's no other way
My imagination
Your illumination
Skin against the walls of
Your divine temptation
Take away the sin of living life
Within the holy crack of the door
Take away the sin of living life
Within the holy crack of the door