A stone door opens beneath the hill Ash settles where the bells were still I carry the weight of a vanished name Through fields that remember the flame Your letters sleep in a rusted tin The sea took the house we sheltered in I kept one key though the lock is gone A small cold proof I was once someone No hand descends No answer comes The waiting thins The blood runs numb I will not beg the empty sky I will not dress the wound with lies Let every promise lose its claim Let silence take what grief became At the chapel wall, the plaster peels Rain enters through the broken seals The candle bends in a draft below And shows me all that I cannot know Bury the hour Break the vow Nothing remains Nothing now I will not beg the empty sky I will not dress the wound with lies Let every promise lose its claim Let silence take what grief became If dawn arrives, let it pass me by I have made my peace with the colorless sky The road goes on, but I will stay Where the last warm thing gave way No crown, no cure No sacred sign The end is quiet And it is mine
