Ghost Notes

I’m looking at the mirror
As my shadow creeps the wall
Behind my reflection there
You were making your last stop
God, you parted the red sea
Can you part it again please?
Because all I can see is my brother
Circling the drain
So I speak low
God I hear all his ghost notes
I speak slow
God I don’t want to chase him home
Ghost notes swiftly
Passing through my room
Take a turn for the door
When they find out they’re for you
But you’re not sleeping--not this time
Your future will keep bleeding
'til your arms run dry! Dry!
So I speak low
God I hear all his ghost notes
I speak slow
God I don’t want to chase him home
The creek flows from his veins like the Jordan
His hair rows to try to make his head float again
Speak low
Speak low
Speak low
Be still, and know
Be still
Wake up
Wake up
Wake up
Wake up
God, please wake
God, show up
Show up
Wake up
Wake up
Wake up
God, Wake up
Wake up
Wake up!
God, Wake up
Wake up
Wake up
Wake up
Wake up
Wake up!
Oh God!