Landlocked Conch Shell

I don't know why I believe
That the world without a man
Would still have the look
Of being looked at

If all the ground is flesh
And ocean is your blood
I always knew you
But I don't think I understood

I'm a landlocked conch shell
Carrying the sound of the waves
I hear the ocean in myself
But I can't reach the place
That always led me on
For proof of the dawn
I could never find
During the night

I die to find your face
I try to defy your grace
The higher the climb
The higher the ledgе
The more I give
Thе sweeter the death

What if I told you
The same Lazarus
Christ resurrected
Had died again?

Would being here at all
Be all you needed all along
Or would you still require
Some greater miracle?

So now I know the price of love
A descending dove
That always leads to a death
To reveal life to live
But brings me back to the thought
Of if I'll be caught when I fall
Of if my wonder outweighs
My desire to escape my pain

I die to find your face
I try to defy your grace
The higher the climb
The higher the ledge
The more I give
The sweeter the death