Votive Steel

[Verse 1]
Your voice off the Pewabic tile has a resonance I can't place.
You talk about forever and you don't even trace
the load-bearing columns, the shear in the wall.
You just build it with breath and expect it not to fall.

[Chorus]
"'Cause this isn't a building, baby, this is a vow.
This is a cathedral, right here and right now.
We don't need a survey, don't need a setback line.
Just let your devotion cantilever with mine."

[Verse 2]
It's 2 AM cold, the Ambassador Bridge is a wire of light.
I calculate the wind shear, the pressure of the night.
You say "have faith," like it's a rivet, a weld I can test.
I'm holding the specs for a beautiful failure, at best.

[Chorus]
"But this isn't a building, baby, this is a vow.
This is a cathedral, right here and right now.
We don't need a survey, don't need a setback line.
Just let your devotion cantilever with mine."

[Bridge]
A framework of silence. A girder of skin.
I feel the foundation finally settling in.
You lean in and whisper, "The worship can begin."

[Chorus]
This isn't a building, baby, this is a vow.
This is our cathedral, right here and right now.
We don't need a survey, don't need a setback line.
Just let your devotion cantilever with mine.

[Outro]
...cantilever with mine.
The worship begins.