Dust Hymn

Dear lie still along my old way
Cursed by your dust filled hymn
Dear lie still along my old way
Cursed by your dust filled hymn

Water's filled
Stand over the glass, left always full
There's a dew under the bed
Where sweat and dreams have dread
Your feet would touch the floor
Drift around our board
Held you like a lullaby
Held you like a lullaby
Held you like a lullaby

Dear lie still along my old way
Cursed by your dust filled hymn
Dear lie still along my old way
Cursed by your dust filled hymn

Little voices left to rot and plot
The crunching of your teeth might help you sleep
But will I lift you?
Always wished you'd walk
Through another storm
Held you like a lullaby
Held you like a lullaby
Held you like a lullaby
Held you like a lullaby

Dear lie still along my old way
Cursed by your dust filled hymn
Dear lie still along my old way
Cursed by your dust filled hymn