Cloud Mountain

The fog, like a specter in the dark
Keeps us far apart
Drifts over my shoulder
The dawn, like the faintest lullaby
Reflected in your eyes
Floats a little closer

Where, oh where could I begin?
The sweet song of the wren
Undoes its beholder
You will reveal yourself in time
And Mary Magdalene
Crumbles as you hold her

Oh, the mountain in the cloud
The sanctity of sound
I'm haunted by your breathing
I don't speak to him these days
What is there to say?
The heaviness of speaking

Job, where are you sleeping now?
If I am around
Would you provide me company?
Lord, I'm sorry I'm away
To look upon your face
Would show all that's been lost to me



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Writer(s): Brandon Butler
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