And I'll wait.. with or without you.

See the stone set in your eyes
See the thorn twist in your side
I wait for you

Sleight of hand and twist of fate
On a bed of nails she makes me wait
And I wait without you

With or without you
With or without you 

Sometimes, it is like I am silent and I am just trying to find my voice. It's like praying in an empty room and choking on the echoes, like singing underwater and trying to untangle myself in the ripples. Most of all - oh, most of all - it is like finding a truth that I just can't understand. A truth that wakes with the first morning light, stretches with the dawn. a truth that is part of the earth and yet not of it - one of stars and constellations.

It is the truth that I don't fully understand and yet try to capture in the words that have long since left me. It is the truth that lights these dusty fingers and places a candle in this hallowed cave. The truth of beauty in a world of pain - of grace where only pain and suffering has been found. It is truth but not sense - truth but not understanding.

You see, because sometimes loving you is like running too fast or falling too hard. Sometimes, it is like being lost at night or waking up and not knowing where you are. It's like losing your balance and tumbling and yet feeling completely secure. It's a feeling of home and yet invigorating adventure. The wrong somehow feeling completely right.

I don't have a map, but I don't mind being lost. I am screaming in the tornado and marveling at the sound. I am praying against the curve of your shoulder and listening to you sleep. I am watching you laugh and carving the sound in the back of my mind. It is beautiful in it's mess - it is wonderful in it's impossibility. 



Somehow I hope you would see this and maybe just maybe one day you will understand.
And I'll wait.. 
I'll wait..
With or without you..
With, or without you.