Powerblessings Lyrics - Robert Pollard

Release the hand that has you writing numbers 

For these plans are broken into leaves 

And powerblessings for all the kids who come over 

How they know is into you 

How they know is into me 

And have you no horse to carry 

you through December? 

Get it somehow tediously broken 

Breathing summer into faces of life 

And into everyman's gift going through 

Powerblessings to you and all of you.