You come to pray for something
I come away with nothing
I remember the time when your heart was pure as spun glass
With starlight shining through
But now a shadow of guilt lends an errant gloom
With an ashen hue
Morphing through permutations of integrity, you failed to realize
The heights that we attained - the true grandeur of our lives
If you would temper the vitrification of my soul
With your crystalline clarity
Perhaps I could find my place again
Perhaps we could be again
Before we lose everything
You feel the need to justify everything
You breathe with the need to verify my sin
Precious little time is afforded our exoneration
We cannot waste life's bequest upon repentant fabrication
You come to pray for something
I come away with nothing
I have always found these times of quiet interspection
Devoid of faith, yet comforting, and fleeting as the years
That have passed between us with amazing grace
With no hint or indication they would ever end
I imagine a time with our future as pure as our past
Not encumbered by hesitation, we could strive to make it last
Imagine what we could achieve without fear or resignation
If we dared to dream through this daunting prismatic sublimation
For now, we are losing everything
You feel the need to justify everything
You feel the need to verify my sin
You come to pray for something
I come away with nothing
And now we're losing everything
Losing everything