When he fed us loaves and fishes
Heads were filled with royal wishes
Of a king we could control to fill our stockings
But we missed the breadth among us
So you've got to cast a flood on the boulder
Before it's made it all over
From a peak he sees us straining
In a kingdom where we're reigning
If we trade it we'll be springing
Like a fountain so he's coming down the mountain
To make clear the fourth man from the furnance
Is now a ghost on the surface
As the wind pressed into slaughter
He came walking on the water
Now right to us when he passes by as we float
In the cleft shape of a rowboat
Speaks his holy name, reply, it is I.


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