Faith

Hello, it's a sparrow in Baltimore
counting shards of light across my floor,
as felonious phantoms swing down to the ground.
I cover my ears but I can still hear,
all of the echoes
all of the sounds.

Your song is sweet and it moves my feet
my sadness is still incomplete.
I no longer fear the reaper.
I no longer wish to compete.
I'm tired worn and blindfolded,
and ready to take that faithful leap.

Blessed

When all the bombs go silent,

the murder of ravens is gone,

hold tight

close your eyes

together we'll go on.

We rise from the twisted aftermath,

stronger than we were before.

We are our own reflections

and we'll break down the door.

You're my constellation 

my muse, my aching, my partner in crime.

When I count my blessings

I thank the angels that you're mine.