Sundials Follow

Dead weight, drag me to the the core
Through the sediment underneath the floor.
Pull my body through the stone.
May it strip my muscle from the bone.
May it crush the momentum I seek.
May it leave my conscience weak.
May it churn through the words I would speak.
May it leave any doubt in defeat.
In the stone we will flow,
In the heat we will slow,
In the core we’ll be all that we know.
Where my body will rest hand in hand with its fate.
Warm in the core I feel nothing but weight.
The pressure of earth couldn’t make true the love
I promised to find when I never felt enough.
In the core we’ll be all that we know,
Between your love and how I couldn’t say no.