Love in a Song

Love in a song
The only thing they said I could rely on
To lay by bones down, lay down boy, you're home again
The lamp, the locket, candle and the pen
Love in a song
I've written it before it won't take very long
The nib will dig a hole and beckon forth once more
To wrap me in its warmth and close the door
Put your fucking hands up
Someone's singing to you in a song
A mantra often told, a cross to lay upon
The strings that tie me softly pry my hands from you
Steal away before the night is through
Love in a song
I stand among the crowd prepared to sing along
The dusty air congeals a lump that seals my truth
But I won't hear it anymore
Beyond the steeple, she waits for me
In her robes, like a ghost
In awful silence, she screams to me
It must be love