Love in a song
The only thing they said I could rely on
To lay my bones down, lay down boy
You're home again
The lamp, the lock, the candle,
And the pen
Love in a song
I've written it before it won't take very long
The nib will dig a hole and beckon
Forth once more
To wrap me in its warmth and bolt the door
Someone's singing to you
In a song
A mantra often told
A cross to lay upon
The strings that tie me softly pry my
Hands from you
And steal away before the night is through
Love in a song
I stand among the crowd prepared to sing along
The dusty air congeals
A lump that seals my truth
But I won't hear it anymore
Beyond the steeple
She waits for me
In her robes
Like a ghost
An awful silence
She springs to me
It must be love
