You are so high

Awake greeted from the grave
Cold lips mumbling breath to save
For you I would wait home
By me I would take on you.
Wrestling fighting on the stage Your heart pinned from mother's aches
For you I would wait home
By me I would take on you.
Bleeding hands upon the stove
Hiding from what no one knows
For you I would name all silent fears
Until you found your footsteps lying on the basement floor.
Echoes, tears from forgotten times
Swell on, suffocate then die
For you I would wait home
By me I would take on you.
Blessings counted on all fours
Kneeling upon open sores
For you I would stand tall but I know I'm standing in your footsteps lying on the basement floor.