Orison

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The candles dance on marble cold
Your stories in the wax unfold
I trace the dust on gilded frames
And whisper forgotten saints' names
The dawn is breaking pale and low
A scarlet sin from long ago
The silver rosary you hold is cold
A story that's too old to be retold
Sanctus Sanctus the organ sighs
Under the vault of painted skies
Sanctus Sanctus a sacred sound
While my world crumbles to the ground
Sanctus Sanctus the shadows creep
Through stained glass where the angels weep
Sanctus Sanctus the echoes fade
As dust returns to dust it made
The incense curls a ghostly plea
It rises up it clings to me
In this confessional's blue
I find my solace think of you
The wine you poured a holy sign
That bittersweet and crimson wine
The Latin words you speak are sweet
A melody I can't defeat
Sanctus Sanctus the organ sighs
Under the vault of painted skies
Sanctus Sanctus a sacred sound
While my world crumbles to the ground
Sanctus Sanctus the shadows creep
Through stained glass where the angels weep
Sanctus Sanctus the echoes fade
As dust returns to dust it made
Ave Maria full of grace
Does your marble smile conceal
The cracks no votive light can heal
Like mine a lost and lonely thing
Beneath the wedding ring you bring
The light is dying in the glass
This beauty was not made to last
Sanctus Sanctus the organ sighs
Under the vault of painted skies
Sanctus Sanctus a sacred sound
While my world crumbles to the ground
Sanctus Sanctus the shadows creep
Through stained glass where the angels weep
Sanctus Sanctus the echoes fade
As dust returns to dust it made
Orison
In the silence I'm alone
Orison
A feather from the dove's torn wing
Amen Amen