Lletres: Patti Smith. Wave. Seven Ways of Going.

I've got seven ways of going, seven wheres to be
Seven sweet disguises, seven ways of serving Thee
Lord, I do extol Thee, for Thou has lifted me

Woke me up and shook me out of mine iniquity
Oh, I was undulating in the lewd impostered night
Steeped in a dream to rend the seams to redeem the rock of right

Swept through the seas of Galilee and the Seven Hills of Rome
Seven sins were wrung from the sight of me
Lord, I turned my neck toward home
I opened up my arms to You and we spun from life to life
'Til you loosened me and let me go toward the everlasting light

In this big step I am taking seven seizures for the true
I got seven ways of going, seven ways of serving You

As I move seven levels as I move upon the slate
As I declare to You the number of my moves
As I speculate the eighth, seeking love without exception
A light upon the swarm, seeking love without exception
A saint in any form