Dust to Dry Bones

I wrote something sentimental once

About Time or the leaves

Maybe it was Love or a death

It must have fallen in the trash

There was a time I sang a song

About Hope and the sky

About the trees and dried tears

On the ground I can't lift my eyes

I can't even cry

Swept through the thoughts

Through the notes, the beauty

Through the years

A divine orchestra, at work

As I stencil my melody on a soiled page

In a predetermined shape

A cute little picture, sign my name

"The silver cord snaps

The golden bowl breaks;

The pitcher shatters at the fountain"

My God, my God, why hate?

And I flew with dreams in my hands

and a song in my heart

Another song to never sing

I can't fly, I've never had wings

And the Plague that stops everything

Was staring back again

Remnants of fires burning

Through the forest's blurry leaves

And the cycle again, until Beauty's end

Dig and dig for Hope, or remain buried within

And when the little child paints

A heavenly glimpse of happy fate

As the Mother smiles proud

The girl skips and hums aloud

Cuz the mirror's cracked and on the floor

Your Lover won't forget your name, no more

He's alive again, my dear

My dear, please hand over all your tears

And sing songs of Hope and Love

(Love) will carry your orchestrated melody

To each blank and crumpled page

And bleeding sentimentality

Will raise the tombs

Among the living, not the dead

(Not the) Broken

Will have no meaning

To the ones who made their bed

And just walked away, walk away

To live among the starry host

Remember Job's feast and gold ring?

Ashes to ashes and dust to dry bones

And dry bones, thank the Wind

In your whispers at night, my dear friends

To My Child in an Imperfect World

This is a song about Hope.

Wait inside tonight, my love
And rest your eyes
I’m at your side

Here’s your hope tonight, my love
Please hold it again
Tomorrow I’ll find it again for you

And when we embark on this journey again
I’ll hold your hand, my friend
And we'll fly, my friend
We’ll see the trees from the sky
We’ll see the oceans rise
We’ll see the mountains cry
And the rivers run dry

We’ll see small ones as they watch their mother cry
We’ll see a mother’s pain and adulteress eye
We’ll see brothers abandon for a loaf of bread
We’ll see fathers falling and then they’re dead

We’ll see desolation where the masses are
We’ll see rivers run free in the palace of one
We’ll see nations devour and then take some more
We’ll see kings of peace turn in defeat
We’ll see an empty spot in the judge’s seat
We’ll see recklessness in those we need
We’ll see fire destroy the innocent
We’ll see the starving die, but pass the wine

We’ll see ashes give birth and ashes die
And we’ll see ashes rising high into the sky
We’ll see monuments for the hate they love
We’ll see a bed for the lovers they’ve won

And a strong man will die
And a rich man will cry
And you’ll ask me why
In this blood red sky

This world is backwards and we’ll spin it back again
We’ll give a Name to the End
And I’ll hold your hand, my friend

We’ll see beauty in the unknown
We’ll see joy in agony
We’ll see hope that comes back again
We’ll see darkness that can’t run free
We’ll see wealth in poverty
We’ll see a heart in the hungry
We’ll see a strength in the lowly
…And maybe we’ll prevail

Please stay with me
In this blood red sky

Give me all your tears
Drop them at my feet
I'll pick each up
Put them all on my cheek

(break it down)

Cuz I’ll dry all your tears
And I’ll dry all your tears
And I’ll dry all your tears
And you’ll sleep tonight