Trellick Tower

You propel yourself into the arms of god

and christ and all the angels

Now you’re high above the people

who you used to call your equals

I will stay behind and live this life

You left me as a witness

who can tidy up your business

and record that someone lived here

in the shade of Trellick Tower

in those days of living gently

something holy used to love me

something holy used to touch me

Then he heard the voice I couldn’t hear

he’s gone to where it’s sent him

And now I’m praying for this pain to clear

he’s waiting on ascension

And now I’m praying but there’s still no change

You’re high as Trellick Tower

throw your head and when you let me spend

my life trying to climb you

and praying till my knees don’t fold

praying till my hands don’t close

praying till my fingers glow

And you’ve propelled yourself into the arms of god

and christ and all the saints

now I’ve been walking through our house

like separation made it sacred

I’ve been buried in the books you left

I treat them like they’re ancient

and I think relics’ ache for when the saint had breath

They miss the thing that changed them

And I’m a relic and you’re so so high

You’re high as Trellick Tower

throw your head and when you let me spend

my life trying to climb you

and praying till my knees don’t fold

praying till my hands don’t close

praying till my fingers glow

And in the shade of Trellick Tower

I spent a while trying to keep you

tell all the people moving on, “hey

something holy used to live here”

now I’m a relic of a love gone by

kneeling to address the sky

and I’ll keep praying till the binds untie

praying but I don’t know why

and I’ll keep praying till the binds untie

praying but I don’t know why

oh I’ll pray until the language dies

praying ‘cause you’re so so high

can I spend my life trying to climb you?