The Innocence Mission Every Hour Here song lyrics

We ride our bikes around the circle in the cemetery weaving

I wave up to You on the Cross

Am I to come upon You suddenly like this forever?

Happy, relieved that You are here and I can see You

I can feel You

You are like the ticket-half

I find inside the pocket of my old lead-raking coat

There all the time, all the while forgotten

I so often seem to leave You in churches and other islands

And on my beads where I can see You, I can feel You

I take the ticket-half and put it on the table saying

This is God and He's here through my comings and my goings

But I walk past the ticket-half, I walk past the ticket-half

I walk past the ticket-half just as I've walked past the Cross on our wall

Our self-importance grows so dazzling we don't see You

But gentle Jesus, aren't You always?

Aren't You every hour here?