I heard the voice of God
So I followed it
Left behind the ones I loved the most
No apologies
And some were jealous
Like I forsook them for this monument
Some were ?
Dissolved the partnership
You see sometimes a mortal speaks
And desire to see the face of God on earth so much
We hope that He has more to teach
But no one hears the voice of God
And thinks it’s something else
So when I run to light
I think I’m running to myself
When it’s longing that brought me here
So leaving really means returning
To a home that I never had
But always wanted near
And for that I’ll make an angel break my bones to dust
? until my name is new
Until the casket closes shut
Till every love resents me
And barely a one respects me
Dead and buried no respects
No one cares
None ever accept me
I haven’t done enough for love
How could love accept me?
A broken bone
I been a stone
I knew her name was empty
Till we have faces
Till we have faces
How can he see us?
The dead lands are no escape
The shameless snap of shoulder blades
Fold your frame of broken bones
Across this froze lake
Wretch blows across the emptiness of open plains
Guilt resides in spiteful corners of soulless place
So die before you die beloved
That’s the only way
Home awaits those souls that break the bonds of slow decay
It’s cold and snowy nights that slowly fade
From lonely days
But it’s worth these frozen veins
To see your perfect face
So dig the words right out of us
Till this cage of fragile ribs protecting us
Is shattered gladly ground it back to dust
And return to earth as fleeting vapor, ash or rust
Or should he listen to us babble in a thousand tongues
See where dread and beauty clash
Force our souls to speak
Knees to bow and tongues to plead the blood
That no one bleeds
The kind that opens gates to welcome home the lowest thieves
The kind that gives us faces so we see what holy means
Till we have faces
Till we have faces
How can he see us?
