it was seven steps to nowhere
and i found nobody there
and i knelt before the altar
and nobody said a prayer

and nobody came to save me
and nobody told me this:
all the world’s forgiveness
lies inside a sacred kiss

but between the words an echo rang
so loud i couldn’t hear
and the whispered truth was torn away
before it reached my ear

i took seven steps to nowhere
with nobody there to find
only this unsettled noise
in my unquiet mind

seconds tick like water torture
and it occurs to me i may have misunderstood
misconstrued
mis...miss...missing
always missing out on you
tick tick drip drop drip
in the distance of my mind the trains collide
and i think if i ever get out of here
i want to collide like that with you
messy and hot and shrapnel flying

so full the moon she leaves me empty
with the howl that never comes
stretching writhing arching slithering
and the almost light leads the search
for that which was never found
was never there
was there only a moment ago

to burn it to cinder
that would be something
to see it blazing in your eyes
every lie every truth every hate love insult caress
until it leaves this space inside of me
where nothing else belongs
where nothing chooses to belong
to leave me empty hollow vacant
that would be something

to catch the moon
that would be something
to pull it shining from the sky
mold it shape it push and pull it
until it fits this space inside me
where nothing else belongs
where nothing chooses to belong
to fill that chasm that void that need
that would be something

gone are words and the silence is screaming howling screaming
heavy inside the lightness of the lack of you
numb with the feeling of feeling and pulling ripping gripping reaching
choking coughing spitting out the open air
and you said i breathe you in exhale a poison for which there is no cure
and i said had we but world enough and time
yet old ghosts come to call and the silence screams
always the silence screams

trudging through wild valleys and stony mountains
we chase the empty sky shocked silent by blazing white
where lonely black should live
roots and rocks and quiet things grab and dig and wrap around
unknown leads the unknowing
and we begin over and again over and again
winding through the labyrinth i turn away but
you are gone were never there
and i will never solve the puzzle
and you will always hide a piece