Bayonet

"Make me an instrument of your peace"
 That's what she said when the smoke bore silence
 When all the fighting slowed
 When touching skin was still
 Not close enough to find the soldiers nearby
 Said, "Make me an instrument of your peace
 Your peace as kind as an air raid siren"
 She cursed the dawn, still and cold
 Said it's better to feel
 Another person than do no violence
 When your bullets are gone
 And you still can't connect
 With the one you love
 I'll be your bayonet
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 I showed her chessboards and cathedrals
 Translating oceans into bishops' footsteps
 That space between us glows
 And passion means to kill
 And bones are no more than myths of doctors
 But with her hands, I planted saplings
 And with her axe, saw them grow then crumble
 Where every sparrow's nest
 Cast off its eggs like sandbags
 As it flew to heaven
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 She's the rays from the sky
 Burning cancer to skin
 She's the jurist who smiles
 Convicting Anne Boleyn
 She's the feast without end
 Bursting all who partake
 And when I raise that white flag
 Then the war starts again
 When your bullets are gone
 And you still can't connect
 With the one you love
 I'll be your bayonet
 And when your cover is blown
 Your hiding place is found
 I will be your revealer
 Deep underground
 When your bullets are gone
 And you still can't connect
 With the one you love
 I'll be your bayonet
 And when your cover is blown
 Your hiding place is found
 I will be your revealer
 Deep underground
 When your bullets are gone
 And you still can't connect
 With the one you love
 I'll be your bayonet
 And when your cover is blown
 Your hiding place is found
 I will be your revealer
 Deep underground
 I will be your revealer
 Deep underground
 I will be your revealer
 Deep underground