
Siloam
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- alternative rock
- baroque pop
- 1990s
- piano rock
- spiritual
- chamber pop
About
Washing at the Pool of Siloam, referring to John 9.
Lyrics
Verse 1
Siloam
Silver water
Cold against my palms
Dirt and spit
Rubbed into the sockets
Muddy mask
A heavy crust of clay
Hard ground
The heat is breaking
My fingers find the basin edge
Searching
I lean low
I dip my face
Chorus
Now I come to Siloam
Where I shall be made clean
Now I come to Siloam
Where I shall be made clean
I once was blind
But now I see
I once was blind
But now I see
Verse 2
Rinse it
Wash the darkness
The black turns into grey
Drip
Drip
Drip
Swelling colors
Blue is like a scream
The trees have skin
Faces are a puzzle
Fearful
Sudden
Beautiful
I see the people
I see the stones
Chorus
Now I come to Siloam
Where I shall be made clean
Now I come to Siloam
Where I shall be made clean
I once was blind
But now I see
I once was blind
But now I see
Bridge
They ask me how
They ask me who
They ask me why
I don't have the map
I don't have the math
I only have the light
Burning through my lids
Burning through the past
He touched me
He left me
He changed me
Chorus
Now I come to Siloam
Where I shall be made clean
Now I come to Siloam
Where I shall be made clean
I once was blind
But now I see
I once was blind
But now I see
Outro
I see
I see
The water is moving
The light is a weight
I see
I see
Finally
Finally
Finally
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