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Emmanuel

He sat at the table and bled
I saw the colour of his blood it was red
and green and purple
for holiness
purple for greed
purple for preparation and purple for grief
he is an advent coloured man this one
He likes the sun behind the clouds he is in love with these grey days
and grey ways and grey shades

Bethlehem is turning out to be
Not where I thought that it should be
Bethlehem is burning we’re all hurling ourselves
towards Jerusalem

And we said “tell me about your last lover”
and then we threw off private covers he said
‘I am coping still’
she said ‘I am broken still’
I said, ah sure, I was open right up until I was closed

But I lied then when I spoke about my lover
I lied that night, I should have spoken about another
I was purple with solitude
and purple with shame
purple and full of regret
I was purple with blame

Ah, come oh come Emmanuel.

And sat at the table and bled
She had laid down in the bed that they’d made and she waited
and when they made love they both knew it was cold
so they stared into their darkness there and then,
told their confession
it was red and green and purple
for sorrow it was
purple for feeling
it was purple because they’re beautiful
and purple because they’re bleeding

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from hymns to swear by, released March 17, 2010

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