Holes In The Floor Of Heaven
I see a tear in your eye
Why抎 you turn away
Why抎 you run
Run til this point of breaking
No walking away
No walking away
You were the one
That I looked to
I never thought
I抎 see you run
I never thought I抎 see you
Turn your back on
All you knew was right
You turned your back on God
No walking away
No walking away
No walking away
This time
No walking away
I see youæÃâ
Tension Makes a Tangle
[ music: John Lombardo/lyric: Natalie Merchant ]
as frail hinges
pivot on a case's door
commemorative
souvenirs from places
containers change
with each occasion
a cellophane encased
display of paper
certificate
to credit years of service
a tool of central enterprises
the early hope
for permanence
the words
the rings
consistency
the social security
a miracle is high tragedy
thought mistaken
for a memory
clear the dust from
smiles in boxes
pass a patterned wall
recall their voices
a local post
will list your friends
in order of
disappearance
the lawn scattered
tins feed birds
a portion baked for
absent guests
and the mass edition icon
God sent comfort
your salvation
but who grants absolution
for sins that
never were committed
tension makes a tangle
of each thought
becomes an inconvenience
sound as it never penetrates
as servile edges
break and
feint
thought mistaken
for a memory
a dress length
assassination
a fractured family tie
another christening
christening
christening
christening