For What Faith

for what faith?

for what cost?

do you choose to stand alone

stretched out

up on your toes

its time you submit yourself

commit

commit to the crime

baby is asleep

the door

is always half open

and you hope you never discover

discover

discover what I've been doing

I've been digging around

covering up

all the tracks

I've been at the root of the tree

and oh how it brings me back

look it's holding all by itself

without any wire or straps

I guess I'll just be dangling here

waiting for you to

come right back

was it minutes?

was it days?

text the family

clean my nails

watch the sun go down behind

the burning bush

waiting for you to come and

cut me loose