After the Scripture

After the scripture,
We started to pray
Holding our hands up,
Waiting for change
I hardly knew you,
You knew me the same

So we built a shelter, but we turned the weak away

Your mother beside me,
Rattling her brain
Making an offering,
Pacing the pane
We took a picture,
Placed it in frame

We built a fire, and we turned the cold away

And I know it's not what you desire
This pain can't crumble
Won't soon retire

Everybody there was trying to hide some great desire
To put away the positives,
And let that good girl die
Everybody's prayers were turned into a gradual sigh
So I paced around the backyard for a while

That was a bee sting,
A speck in my eye
A casual movement,
A thief in the night
Now I can't forget you,
A sword in my side
A candle that burned me, delivered me life

And I know it's not what you desire
This pain can't crumble
Won't soon retire