The Temple - Marbert Rocel

I build you a temple at the coart

No cry of no single gull

A temple close to the shelf

I build you a temple at the shore

Where even the tides rest for a little spell

I build you a temple at the edge of time

On the inside wood and amber

Tortoise shingle roof

I will wait there in decembers gloom

All the windows will be light up

That you won’t miss that place

All the torches will show you the way

Someday you’ll find me

And i’ll shout it’s you

And you will be in tears

From time to time

Boats passing by

I will walk on top and search the horizon

I will sit on top and search

I will walk on top and search the horizon

For you

I will walk on top and search the horizon

I will sit on top and search

I will walk on top and search the horizon

For you

I build you, i build you a temple, john

A temple at the coast

Here you’ll see your absence the most

I build you, i build you a temple, john

A temple like a shell

Where even the tides rest for a spell