Brick House - Chapel on a Hill

I was dreaming in my bed one day
That I was steaming up the incline
Of the hill upon which the chapel sits
Bristling like a reed in the night

As I crossed the crest of that hill
I saw among the javelin pines
The very golden house of the Lord
Which in its splendour consumed my mind

And I entered into that chapel on a hill
And not one among the dead did depart
They looked at peace in the candlelight
As they clutched for a piece of my heart
And as my vision scoured the mighty beams
I saw my wife was standing there
In a flaming white marquis dress
With an ocean for her hair

The sky was a velvet curtain
Of purple sorrows and clouds
And I was alone before the moon
Its light beset me round

But the moon is an agent of illusion
And I am no fool
At least not for the works of a heavenly body
But possibly for you

And I entered into that chapel on a hill
And not one among the dead did depart
They looked at peace in the candlelight
As they clutched for a piece of my heart
And as my vision scoured the mighty beams
I saw my wife was standing there
In a flaming white marquis dress
With an ocean for her hair

She said come home
My love, don't leave me alone
It grows so cold in the candlelight
When the moon reigns over you so

Written by:
Benjamin Roche

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