Cathedral of Fear

Midnight leans against the chapel glass Your name is ink on every prayer I pass I wear the storm the way I wear my black And every quiet hour keeps calling you back Your shadow moves like candlelight at sea Soft as a wound that still believes in me I let the moon thread silver through my hair Like it could stitch a broken heart with air Stay with me in the hush between the bells Where the roses bloom in dark and tell I was made for the ache, for the long haunted glow If love is a grave, then I want it to grow Stay with me, stay with me near In the cathedral of my fear I know the roads your restless footsteps chose Rain on the stones and frost beneath the rose You came like thunder folded into silk A tender curse, a glass of midnight milk And I, a flame with trembling, crooked wings Still lift my heart to hear what your silence sings If you are ruin, let me learn your shape I’d rather burn than live unkissed by fate Stay with me in the hush between the bells Where the roses bloom in dark and tell I was made for the ache, for the long haunted glow If love is a grave, then I want it to grow Stay with me, stay with me near In the cathedral of my fear Let the graveyard breathe, let the north wind moan I do not fear the dark when I am not alone Your hand in mine is a vow carved deep A secret the old black pines will keep So take my heart, with its thorns and lace And leave your sorrow on my face Stay with me in the hush between the bells Where the roses bloom in dark and tell I was made for the ache, for the long haunted glow If love is a grave, then I want it to grow Stay with me, stay with me near In the cathedral of my fear When dawn comes pale through the broken trees I’ll still be yours in the cold that frees