PSALM 13

PSALM 13 | delikately

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PSALM 13

delikately

“inspired by the lament of psalm 13-'how long, o lord, will you forget me?'-this ep wrestles with doubt, desire, and the breaking point of faith. a liturgy for the lost cause.”

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psalm 13

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psalm 13

they said "ask and it shall be given" i lit thirteen candles mouthed the words just to feel reprieve every word came back like confetti thrown into the trash i've got thirteen doubts for every psalm i sing a rosary of splinters buried in my skin prayed to the wrong god unlucky me! (unlucky me...) every word just a shot in the dark and the echoes always hit its mark! amen, amen, amen eyes on the ceiling they curl, yellow, and start to sag the light bends around them i can't tell which way is up the calendar drips red squares of neglect i'm a seasoned wreck! thirteen knocks nobody answers anymore the pews are empty, but the echoes stay counting every failure i tried to hide away i've got thirteen doubts for every psalm i sing a rosary of splinters buried in my skin prayed to the wrong god unlucky me! (unlucky me...) every word just a shot in the dark and the echoes always hit its mark! amen, amen, amen eyes on the ceiling they curl, yellow, and start to sag the light bends around them i can't tell which way is up yeah kneelers tilts a little, always i bend forward hoping i don't fall amen, amen, amen.. prayed to the wrong god unlucky me! (unlucky me...) every word just a shot in the dark and the echoes always hit its mark! amen, amen, amen eyes on the ceiling they curl, yellow, and start to sag the light bends around them i can't tell which way is up which way... which way...

green rosary

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green rosary

green rosary glows in the dark perched on your trembling hand muttering prayers i couldn't quite understand i kept my eyes open just to see if they worked (aida...) never believed the way you did but i wish i had i wish i did ah you were the light when i couldn't sleep you left in an instant but the instant never leaves now it's the guilt that's burning me it still burns now, all these years i never said thank you i never said thank you i never said each night, nightmares plaguing me you caught them like smoke in your lungs coughed them, lulled me to sleep never knew how much i leaned on you (aida...) never knew how much i leaned on you till the room went quiet and the light left with you ah you were the light when i couldn't sleep you left in an instant but the instant never leaves now it's the guilt that's burning me it still burns now, all these years i never said thank you i never said thank you i never said the rosary's in a drawer still glowing in the dark i reach for it sometimes it's the closest i get to you (aida...) you were the light when i couldn't sleep you left in an instant now it's the guilt that's burning me i never said thank you i never said thank you and it burns, it burns, it burns i never said thank you i should've said thank you thank you...

bless me father (for i've stayed out late)

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bless me father (for i've stayed out late)

i came home with dawn beneath me, said a hail mary to the wrong man's bed. the streetlamps flickered watchmen of sodom, i laughed at their silent reproach. curtains part and i kneel for the show. your commandments are carved in stone, but stone cannot warm an empty bed. (oh...) bless me, father, for i've stayed out late, i laid down eden for touch and haste traded the covenant for one night's hunger. no garden left, no manna fell, bless me, father, i wanted this. i have worn the hours like sackcloth, yet tore them off when his mouth found mine. the clock struck midnight like a communion bell, and still, i kept drinking from the chalice of my dread. your commandments are carved in stone, but stone cannot warm an empty bed. (oh...) bless me, father, for i've stayed out late, i laid down eden for touch and haste traded the covenant for cheap virtue knelt on his body as if it were prayer bless me, father, i'd kneel again.. what mercy waits beyond the veil? what kingdom comes for the faithless, the spent? i kissed his shoulder like a burnt offering, and let the smoke carry my intent. (oh...) bless me, father, for i gave up salvation, i broke the fast with a lover's crime hung my rosary on the bedpost frame, tangled the sacred with a stranger's gait. bless me, father. bless me, father, for i have sinned. bless me, father, i'll sin the again. bless me, father, 'twas divine.

meet me at st. jude's

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meet me at st. jude's

sanctuary doors breathe lungs too tired to pray i hover in the alcove your shadow swallows mine a cigarette clinging from your lips collar unbuttoned hands dirtier than the marble you pretend to bless we taught each other how to kneel without ever believing how to find worship in breaking the rules of worship meet me - meet me meet me - meet me meet me at st. jude's meet me where the kneelers quiver thin wood buckling under weight our hips the hammer our breath the fuse the sanctuary burning from the inside out holding on just long enough before we're through hell has never tasted so close you swore you'd never step inside again but there you were coins jangling for a candle the silence splits open a hymn gutted of its vowels your mouth a chalice overturned my skin the altar cloth already torn we taught each other how to kneel without ever believing how to find worship in breaking the rules of worship meet me - meet me meet me meet me meet me at st. jude's meet me where the kneelers quiver thin wood buckling under weight our hips the hammer our breath the fuse the sanctuary burning from the inside out holding on just long enough before we're through hell has never tasted so close the ceiling sweats with incense smoke but it's your hand on my throat that feels holy your breath fogs the marble virgin even she looks away we're starving the way scripture starves desire turning devotion feral meet me - meet me meet me - meet me meet me meet me at st. jude's where the kneelers quiver thin wood buckling under weight our hips the hammer our breath the fuse the sanctuary burning from the inside out holding on just long enough before we're through hell has never tasted so close

excommunicated

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excommunicated

i walked out barefoot the nave coughs up dust a temple without witness the candles drowned in their own wax my hands shook against the stone i drew the sign, but it scratched like chalk on a slate already crowded with names oh... how long must i wander blind before you turn your face to mine? o-give light to these eyes before they close in death don't cast me aside, i'm still your child excommunicated- i'm nailed to the threshold i won't let go, i won't let go i've been counting the hours the walls keep none ah my lips split dry still forming your name the organ swallowed its own lungs dust settled thick across its keys i trace a cross through it though i've never felt more alone oh... how long will you turn from me? how long must i wither in this place? o-give light to these eyes before they close in death don't cast me aside, i'm still your child excommunicated- i'm nailed to the threshold i won't let go, i won't let go if you've hidden yourself then bury me inside your absence if you've turned away do not turn away forever ah... o-give light to these eyes before they close in death don't cast me aside, i'm still your child excommunicated- but i'm holding on i'm still holding on... excommunicated- excommunicated- but i'm holding to the doorway with my last breath