

The wooden pews are cold against my palms
Dust hangs suspended in the morning light
I came here searching for a quiet calm
To make it through another hollow night (mm-mm)
I count the stained-glass colors on the floor
And trace the silent outlines of your face
I never knew the closing of a
door
Could leave behind so permanent a space
Forgive me for the words I kept inside
Before the winter turned the water
cold
I held my silence like a piece of pride
And lost the only hand I had to hold (ah-ah)
A single candle flickers by the nave
I whisper questions only silence knows
No holy water washed the debt
you gave
No sacred incense covers where it
goes
If heaven listens to a broken boy
Beneath these vaulted arches made of stone
Let every prayer I gave to keep your joy
Remind the dark that I am not alone
Forgive me for the words I kept inside
Before the winter turned the water cold
I held my silence like a piece of pride
And lost the only hand I had to
hold (ooh-ooh)
Amen.