Cathedrals

How many people does it take to build a city that doesn't break
Burial grounds are being found outside the walls, away from brick
How deep, how wide, how vast, i'm still recovering
Dark halls, cold steps, stained glass, it's all moving outward

This hallowed ground is whispering, this wild cathedral calls my name
Sculptures surround divinity, the birds replace the ringing bells
Slow down, breathe deep, rest here, look up and tithe the trees
Break bread, drink wine, give thanks, receive this offering

Can we make a covenant with wonder and awe
Can we go all in, or nothing at all
These mountains we're climbing up are higher than heights
The valleys below us are deeper than death
They're deeper than death

How deep, how wide, how vast, i'm still recovering



Credits
Writer(s): Devon O'keefe
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