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Touch (Morning Glory)

Mother Mary came to me Weary for reprieve She asked me to be merciful And make my request brief I saw the tracks upon her veins The stains upon her sleeves I saw the bruises on her arms Then I know her disease When I'm touched by the affliction When I'm touched by the disease When I'm touched by the obsession And the pain becomes too much Won't you come descend your perch And fix me with a touch “Confess to you I will, ” she said “If you would hear me please I'm forsaken by my only son And damaged on my knees Unwanted by heaven or earth I wander I'll at ease I can not stop I need your help Won't someone wash my feet? Comfort me this moment, son So I might be released” When you're touched by the affliction When you're touched by the disease When you're touched by the addiction And the world becomes too much Well won't you come descend your perch And send me home with a touch [For a lost friend]