A moment of.

-Deep under the scars
The words will find you
Under the sleeping sinews
They will drive
-Deep under the iron smiles
The words will find you
Under the hall of voices
They will pool
-Deep under the sword
The words will find you
Where the hilt is still human
They will pour
-Deep under your cloth
The words will find you
Right where the cross is nailed
They will burrow
-Under the gold of your cheap hearts
The words will find you
And in the empty treasure vaults
They'll make their nest
-Deep in the eyes of children
The words will find you
And in balloons and on the bicycles
They'll play
-Deep under your dreams
The words will find you
And in the cotton hours
They will lull you
-Under the muscle and the bone
The words will find you
And with each flushing of your blood
They'll lead the flood
-Deep under your throne
The words will find you
And on your days of glory
They'll be silence
-Deep under your hopes
The words will find you
And when you march
They'll wait
Until one day, deep under every loss
Their foreign sister becomes song
A word to draw all words like poison
One lashing sound
One call to sunsets
And all the words that ever found you
Shall burn their answer through
And deep under your everything
You'll look for words

Yet in her light
All words will fail you.