The Bend - Thayer Sarrano

Your bones are cold
They walk alone
They stagger out of time
The ghosts critique your silent leave
You've turned your back on peace of mind
You go
Go
Your body leaves its track marks behind
Cause you've lost your guide to a crooked smile
Again
Home
This is not our home
It's a stop to rest
You lean along a flight of stairs and you worry for your health
You go
Go
Your body leaves
It can' stay well
Cause you've lost your guide to a crooked smile
Again
I will calm and quiet now your bones
Like a warm stone
You usher in the silence
Turn your head
Turn your head
Now in the silence you are fed
You are fed
You're steady as you're waiting
For someone to take your place
Cause you've lost your guide to a crooked smile
Again
I will calm and quiet now your bones
Like a warm stone
Like a weaned child
Like a warm stone
Oh hallelujah
You are sitting in the light
You faught for your eyes
Faught for eyes
So you stay awake
I am affected
From counting all your ways
And when they're gone
When they're gone
I count the holes they leave
These gates are rarely open
And I long
I long to see them
These gates are rarely open
And I climb
I climb to find them
But I fall
Where they dance they dance
And I have no hands
They dance dance
I have no hands
I made a bargain
For the endpoint of my grief
I've known it well
Known it well
I think it's on my side
I miss your hands
I miss looking at your ring
And seeing gold
Seeing gold
See the gold of kings
Feel the pulse of pilgrims
Echoing the way
All the waking
Walking visions
Steady set the pace
Steady set the pace
On restless games
You look like home today
Stumble
Longing for a shoulder
Lean along the way
These hours we are getting closer
The bend is room for grace
The bend is room for grace
The bend is room for grace
It's the blues of our names
You look like home today