Honey And Salt

There are sacred sanctuaries

Warm and full of light

That we should be walking through

Day, night only denied by the cross I bear

There are silos full of holographs

Rendered from the loss

A paper garden in my window sill

Rain, frost

Who is hiding behind the sun

Oh I could use a place to rest

I could use a change of heart

Willingly I acquiesce

Pining for the part

The constant pull of gravity

Through the turn was just too much

I believe I lost my sanity

Grace, touch

Is it a sweeter life by the trials we share

Oh I could use a place to rest

I could use a change of heart

Willingly I acquiesce

Pining for the part

Oh if I could lose myself

Long enough to read this book I might have a chance

To lose the fool or someone else

It's no surprise I never learned to dance

Very well, use me now

I could be your friend

There's a phantom in my tragedy

And this is not your fault

They drag me through the giving fields

Honey, salt

Is it a sweeter life

By the trials we share