Starving and fine

I was seeing you and me

Starving and fine

I could see your ribs but

We were all right

The spirit came on us

I was seeing you and me 

In the horizon

I was holding you close

Like the truth hold you tight

The spirit came on us

The cupboard was empty

We were all right

The fields burnt to the ground

Our hearts were alight 

Open feeble hand looking right

City of our hope fills our eyes

The truth and the love and the life

Heard through the air

You've heard the song like your breathing

I don't know the words.

Shoulders brush the author,

Greetingless. 

Our rock hurtles farther every day

Like breathing, the melody is here. 

Each time our awe is lost

The tune becomes oceans and atmospheres,

Our breathing pauses, 

A silent space for song. 

You don't know the words 

Stubborn, not to say his name. 

He's the father who welcomed you in

The landscape you appear on. 

Say his name.