Pillar of Truth

Your hands are folded Your eyes are closing Your words are broken Your eyes are dry I am weak looking at you A pillar of truth Turning to dust I am weak looking at you A pillar of truth Turning to dust You are your mother's child You're a mother of a mother of a mother now Raised in the age of the milkman I can't claim to understand I am weak looking at you A pillar of truth Turning to dust I am weak looking at you A pillar of truth Turning to dust Lord, prepare me For the shadows For the sparrows At my window Lord, have mercy On my descendants For they know not What they do For they know not Who you are And they know not What to do I, the anchor I'm slowly sinking Into darkness Yet unknown But the fading Light around me Is full of faces Who carry my name I am weak looking at you A pillar of truth Turning to dust I am weak looking at you A pillar of truth Turning to dust Lord, be near me My final hour I once had sight But now I'm blind Oh, I tried to be A second coming And if I was Nobody knew If my throat can't sing Then my soul Screams out to you I am weak looking at you A pillar of truth Turning to dust I am weak looking at you A pillar of truth Turning to dust --- Pillar of Truth - Lucy Dacus