Revere

Tow'rs

Winter's branch stands deceived
Earth communing on her leaves
Waiting to be like something else
Ray of sun struck the floor
Hands made puppets on your door
Reaching to be like someone else

And I hear
That the walls are crumbling in
I revere
That you are still waiting

Have I taken you for granted?
Beside me, always beside me
Beside me, always beside me

There will grow in me a place
Garden of the things you say
To wait and be okay with myself
Against the black midnight hour
Built in me a quiet power
To wait and be okay with myself

And I hear
That the walls are crumbling in
I revere
That you are still waiting
And I hear
That the walls are crumbling in
I revere
That you are still waiting

Have I taken you for granted?
Beside me, always beside me
Beside me, always beside me
Beside me, always beside me
Beside me, always beside me