The Cross Beneath The Pedals That Falter

The Cross Beneath The Pedals That Falter

I see for now that I'm a ghost that wanders through a field of gray
yet in sunlight I speak of I do's
when it is true that I do love you

Trickling vines
pedals to falter
clever lines ring from my mind
the metal vibrates underneath your fingers
when I say it, I say it out loud
yet I know it's hard
so don't say it at all
because you are the life that I needed all along
although that sounds dumb
yet words are fueled devices

I say of roses, I speak of wisdom
I preach of tales that prove of guidance
from deep within the Lord is the alliance
within me he is safe

A cross lies beneath my skin
beneath the arms I spread out wide
to comply with the love that is set to stride
so tell me what you have to offer
when even half or to a quarter is all
when words are fueled devices
when the blanket covers my face
I speak of truth
and
I speak of the phrase
I Do Love You