Hymnal

Some people die and you wish they wouldn't
Some people don't but you never think about them
I am alive at the time of this moment
Looking for a mantra or a hymnal

Busted trees bend in stormy weather
Passing by the window, heading to the ether
I catch a little air, try to feel a little cleaner
Try to catch a mantra or a hymnal

You come to me as if I have something to offer
I'll speak it slow, speak it sweetly, speak it softer
Angling for an answer, a trick to turn, or something faster
Angling for a mantra or a hymnal

If seeing is believing I am doubtful of belief
I trust nothing I am seeing, step away and I retreat
But if you could give an offering that could give itself as simple
Maybe I could find a mantra or a hymnal

Trash lines the earth and we look for other places
When I feel your honest touch, it renders me quite graceless
I am crumbling at the towers as the universe around us dwindles
Looking for a mantra or a hymnal