ULTRAVIOLET

Of Wilderness

If you’re wanting me to sort this out, then honey I will let you down. I know you want to think it’s all worked out, but there are places you don’t talk about and there are things you really need to see beyond the order of your city streets. Out on the edges where the shadows lift, something’s moving in the wilderness.

All of your bricks didn’t build it. None of your doubts ever break it. So you can talk all you want,
I think we’re all lost till we’ve walked in the wilderness.

You know the prophets and the madmen both hear a voice and call the desert home. They swear it’s gospel but you’ll never know. It’s only gossip till you go.

I’ve noticed how your garden grows and all the sweat you spend to keep it in such perfect rows. Did you miss the beauty blooming in the wild groves?

All of your bricks didn’t build it. None of your doubts ever break it. So you can talk all you want,
I think we’re all lost till we’ve walked in the wilderness.

I noticed how your garden grows, all laid out in perfect rows. I noticed how your garden grows.

All of your bricks didn’t build it. None of your doubts ever break it. So you can bow down all you want, if no one speaks back are you sure someone’s listening?

If you got quiet for a moment and finally put your faith where your mouth is, what are you afraid you will hear? I think we’re all lost till we’ve lived in the wilderness.

If you’re wanting me to sort this out, then honey I will let you down.

Voices

I meant every word of it but this feels like a different thing. I’m not sure what’s coming yet but I’ll face it.

I’ll turn away and leave these ends if all the means don’t warrant it. I’m not sure whose voice this is but I’ll face it.

A holy ghost or just my own? There’s no way to silence it. There’s nowhere to hide.

I brace myself as steps approach, to eat the flesh and leave the bones. I’m scared but I will only know if I face it, so I’ll face it.

A holy ghost or just my own? There’s no way to silence it. There’s nowhere to hide.

So I’ll face it.

All the thoughts that haunt us most are nothing or a holy ghost, but there’s nowhere to hide.

So Be It

We woke up with worlds upon our heads. Tried our best to make them all fit but none of it was making any sense. We were given vows to calm us down. Said they pulled them out of G-d’s mouth. So there should be no room for any doubt, but I know I still feel it. So be it.

I lost the sea last night, none of the shore’s in sight. All of the stars still hang in sequences but I don’t know this sky.

It’s so hard with panic in your bones, to know an anchor from a millstone or to tell a siren from a holy ghost.

Floating there above the emptiness we faced the void and made a promise that we would never be afraid again but I know I still feel it. So be it.

I lost the sea last night, none of the shore’s in sight. All of the stars still hang in sequences but I don’t know this sky.

I can’t tell the difference between my curses and my prayers. When all I can say is- well so be it, so be it.

All of the stars still hang in sequences but I don’t know this sky.

When the tides you thought would lead you home leave you in a world you don’t know, hope can be a heavy thing to hold, but I know I still feel it. So be it.

In Absentia

Ever since the pain set in and dusk spilled over everything, I can’t hear You. I can’t hear You.

Gone the vows and alms of day. Of all I’ve lost the cruelest thing is that I can’t hear You. I can’t hear You.

Light the darkness, light the darkness.

The wounds you kiss, the joints you break. As limb from limb the silence takes when I don’t hear You. I don’t hear you. My G-d I don’t hear You, why don’t I hear You?

Light the darkness, light the darkness.

In this night more lovely than the dawn, Your hand finds mine here in the dark. When I’ve no form left to hold You close, Your voice itself becomes my home.

Light the darkness, light the darkness.

Two Nights

Maybe so, maybe no one knows and all we have is hope. Maybe so, but then who’d know?

We search for all our lives, it stays just out of sight. Something’s in the light, will only show in ultraviolet.

Tell the truth, it’s the colors not the shapes that haunt you. Close your eyes, they still bleed through.

I searched for all my life, it stayed just out of sight. With nothing left to try, I stared straight at the light. It burned out both my eyes. I was caught between two nights, death and waiting blind, but I finally saw in ultraviolet.

There’s a voice hid in the silence. There’s a vision in the violence. There’s a first kiss when the light hits. On a shattered lens a bit shines through in ultraviolet.