When the Hawk Touches Down

I want things to be good When the hawk touches down Have to stand where we should When the hawk touches down When polished and spiffed, Our spirits will lift Let us ready the gift When the hawk touches down I want things to go right When the hawk touches down No squabbles no fights When the hawk touches down Not a single forked tongue From the old or the young Just clean air in our lungs When the hawk touches down When atmosphere gives in to pressure And the surging rivers arise, Baby, let’s show up together With nothing but love in our eyes Gotta keep a straight face When the hawk touches down All games in their place When the hawk touches down No signs of disorder Or cobwebs in the corner You’ll be shot at the border When the hawk touches down This race will be judged When the hawk touches down Never sleep on a grudge Lest the hawk touches down He can pick up the scent Of discouragement All report to the tent For when the hawk touches down When atmosphere gives in to pressure And the surging rivers arise, Baby, let’s stand up together With nothing but love in our eyes Your heart is your seal When the hawk touches down The unrighteous made real When the hawk touches down From the unleavened wheat To the washing of feet By the true Paraclete – All rites shall complete when the hawk touches down You bet we all pray When the hawk touches down It’s Contrition Day When the hawk touches down Under scarlet moon Amid molten dunes Jesus follows soon after the hawk touches down.