Climbing the Wire

I light me eyes upon you
Air of the cold loving Earth [?]
You will be there at my funeral
You will know what I am worth

Something is climbing the wire
Into the stone of my brain
Never to be forgotten
Nor to be hurt from again

What is it I've been crushing [?]
All of this God loving time [?]
Here in my own empty fingers [?]
Tell me again it was mine

Peace
Is a hand on your shoulder
Love is a hand in your hair
Peace will be freedom from waiting
Love is our favourite despair