Bring me all the faces as I come unfurled   Bring me all the faces of truth   I can see the turning of wheels made of birth   I can see the turning of you   Bring the slumber under 'till Autumn's a whirl   I can hear the clapping as everything falls for you      Wash my hands and I'll clean your wounds   I have all that we need right here in my heart   Wash my hands and I'll clean your wounds   I have all that we need   right here in my heart for you now      Bring me all the faces as I come unfurled   Bring me all the faces of truth   I can hear the turning of wheels made of worlds   I can hear the turning of you   If I splinter my eyes I can carry you home   If we yield to the times   Then we can all sleep 'till we die      Wash my hands and I'll clean your wounds   I have all that we need right here in my heart   Wash my hands and I'll clean your wounds   I have all that we need   right here in my heart for you now