Isostatic Rebound

[Verse 1]
You trace the schist vein on the kitchen tile
from that October when the pressure dropped.
Felt the whole tectonic plate just shift a while,
a seismic shudder that has never stopped.
It’s in your jaw now, a crystalline ache.

[Chorus]
And this is how you worship, isn't it?
Your body a fault line begging to slip.
This is how you learn to call it holy.

[Verse 2]
You hear your mother say, "the cracks let the gold in,"
but your ears just ring with the barometric din.
The air gets thin above a thousand feet,
the kind of quiet that feels like a defeat.
You count the seconds like they're falling stones.

[Chorus]
And this is how you worship, isn't it?
Your body a fault line begging to slip.
This is how you learn to call it holy.

[Instrumental Breakdown]
(20 seconds)

[Bridge]
Thin air. A prayer you can't articulate.
The whole Front Range is holding its breath, you wait.

[Chorus]
And this is how you worship, isn't it?
Your body a fault line begging to slip.
This is how you learn to call it holy.

[Outro]
The gold fills the cracks.
You're rising back.