Hemlock

I would walk the dark of land
and pace among the raptured kind
and everything could fall beneath me
I won't have a shirt to clothe me

face so numb, the mist of night
with fields of lumber burning bright
I don't want to miss you here,
you're everything I'm holding dear, my dear

I heard in the arching canyons, some birds loose their wings
so high from the greatest distance, no more will they sing

We'll stay with the broken hearted, stay here with our friends
Long gone are the righteous wonders, you and me in the end

And I won't depart this time
So I follow you into the rapture
I won't fear, I've lost my mind
I'm your fellow, take me to the rapture

face so numb, the mist of night
with fields of lumber burning bright
I don't want to miss you here,
you're everything I'm holding dear, my dear

I have found the garden, where we'd loose our pardon
where we'd gather, yea yea yea

I know the God's on fire
stand still in purging neighborhoods
I see the chapel spire
stand close and revel everything
you and I together I don't need to wonder why