These Hands

Call me back from whence I came
Lovers and liars are all not the same
stringing sweet lullabyes through the pouring rain
and I wait

Tide pools and details of earth, rock and fire
stretch me to the sky and dredge muck & mire
Sillouettes dance with demonic desire
waiting for me

These hands
scarred, scraped
folded within hope
one day
to never be the same
like this girl now
never the same

Laugh at me, Loathe at me, hold drinks to the sky
just like Star Pines, all earth lives soon will die
no questions of when, but how we all scream why
I will wait

These hands
scarred, scraped
folded within hope
one day
to never be the same
like this girl now
never the same

Thrust me towards
eternity
only You can
Broken and bleeding
we are all needing
only You can