Why do I feel your presence more now that you're not here? Why is the sun not as before to warm me as I stare? At space that's empty, so it seems yet full and hallowed true. Your Spirit fills the broken land to the brim with truth accrued Where once your pillars held the sky Your arms now reach for grace And nothing new will ever own This ground or past erase And we have lost our innocence Our lives of yesterday Driven deep within the earth Eternally to stay