Wednesday, October 12, 2011

The Holy Hour

I recently heard someone say that there are reasons why you like the songs you like, why you connect to different characters in stories and comic books.  This is one of my favorite songs.  I listen to it when I am sad.  I don't know if this means I am a melancholy person or not.  The song is frustrating and sad and beautiful. A psychologists could probably analyze it though and come up with some understanding...



I sit and listen dreamlessly
A promise of salvation makes me stay
Then look at your face
And feel my heart pushed in
As all around the children play
The games they tired of yesterday
They play
They play

I stand and hear my voice
Cry out
A wordless scream at ancient power
It breaks against stone
I softly leave you crying
I cannot hold what you devour
The sacrifice of penance
In the holy hour.



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