Morning Benediction
Alright, here's another song for anyone who's interested. Again, feedback is appreciated, whether positive or negative.
You slept, I rose
your arms stretched upwards
in invisible benediction, consecrating shadows on the wall.
You looked reposed
heaven comatose.
I flipped a coin in contemplation,
tried studying what it means to fall.
If this aint love then I'm afraid of what it's called,
'cause for me it's terrifying, new.
If this ain't love, love's over rated
Nothing beats this, yeah nothing beats...
Crimson and pure,
the sun bled profuse
soaking through the cracked venetian blinds, outside birds sang like bells.
Hymns, I was sure
I heard from you
yawning transubstantiation
like ocean waves crashing inside shells
If this aint love then I'm afraid of what it's called,
'cause for me it's terrifying, new.
If this ain't love, love's over rated
Nothing beats this, yeah nothing beats...
You, I am unworthy to be near you
you need only say the word and i am yours
You, I am unworthy to be near you
you need only say the word and i am yours
If this aint love then I'm afraid of what it's called,
'cause for me it's terrifying, new.
If this ain't love, love's over rated
Nothing beats this, yeah nothing beats...
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