Provide A Fire for Me

Crawl to the back of my throat
Come make my grave Your home
When the crystals from the moon drag on
You set a fire down in my soul

They made a torch of me
To see a light on the hill
But burning people just don’t stand still
Burning people tend to dance against their will
And judder the skin that eats at the soul

Don’t dust me off
Make cinder of my lost cause
Break up the fallow ground
Cut back what I am fond of

Could You make
An offering of me
If that’s the only thing that could make me worthy
Provide a fire for me

Would You let me sleep
Rather than let me be
A spark in the sand
Constantly flickering
And never knowing which way the ember falls
But if fire pressures dirt then please make a precious treasure of me
I’d give it all, i’d give it all
I can’t be found in You
So provide a fire for me

You’ve slept in my heart
I kept You so long in the dark
Awaken, my love
And we’ll talk like sparks in dust

I long for dedication, like a witch is to her magick
But if the room is painted white then something here surely deceives me
And you can find me conjuring emotions again

Am I everything You dreamed of?

I have this notion, to trade my water for salt
Something whole for something broken like us
And if You wake here, You’ll be the first to find
That I’m not everything You dreamed of

Am I everything You dreamed of, Lord?

Jesus if You could meet us in oblivion
I’d be at peace to be a torch in the field
Just burn me bright, and not away