Monday, September 15, 2025

Hymn for the Crossing


Don't need a golden box for my bones
Don't need your weeping and wailing
Dont need my name carved into stone
Just sing me a hymn for the crossing

Don't speak of nights darkened by regret
Don't speak of today's light fading
Don't speak at all just sit here by my bed
And sing me a hymn for the crossing

The many miles we have roamed
Each one a mark upon our bones
In the end we leave alone
So until then, just sing me home

Don't fight the storm, the sorrow of the sea
Don't be afraid when it's raging
Don't fight the waves
Let them rock me off to sleep
While you sing me a hymn for the crossing

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