Half-handed Cloud

Skip The Rope

Half-handed Cloud


You make evil plans 
And you love every word 
And that's when I heard 
Your tongue that could shave my face 

I left the apartment 
To find someone more 
He knocked on the door 
And stood out on the staircase 

God will move-in 
And turn you around 
You'll wake-up each morning 
And jump rope 

You turn the doorknob 
A mustard seed small 
Had no chance at all 
To bloom and to grow in grace 

From there you make sense of the God that He is 
And all that is His 
From all that you feel and display 

Can we find others to seek after God 
And to praise and to laud 
To glorify and to say 
God, it's Your mercy 
That carries the day 
We'll wake-up each morning 
And jump rope 

He give His crowns 
To the ones with no hope 
It's time to elope 
To skip the rope and to pray