Granite fields, I’ve painted granite fields with pollyanna brush

White bronze, etching on white bronze, a body around soul

Like a lost bird searching for a bigger worm

Than the one in my mouth

I’m writing this from the parking lot

Avoiding my empty home

With a heavier weight than the pillars beside me

Alone, with a heavier weight than the pillars

I want to be alone in the world

Not a fly on the wall, just nothing at all

Alright sun, alright graves, and gravediggers

Rose bearers who must bind each other’s wounds

The golden thread that keeps us whole

We are the bodies around souls

And the cities around those

O’, come angel band

Reluctant prayers, hand in hand in hand in hand

O’, take me away from dreams of your death

I’ll call no immortal home

O’, come angel band

Reluctant prayers, hand in hand in hand in hand

O’, take me away from dreams of your death

Where you are not alone

O’, hand in hand in hand in hand