She folds copper round blue glass
Flux turns silver on the brass
Diner steam fogs the window pane
Three AM burns a neon vein
Copper saints don't rust they bloom
Patina sings in the vestry room
Copper saints don't break they bend
Choir breath holds the fermata's end
Lead came traces the saint's black eye
Solder swallows the sharp white lie
Coffee rings stain the vinyl seat
Fryer breath warms the plastic heat
Copper saints don't rust they bloom
Patina sings in the vestry room
Copper saints don't break they bend
Choir breath holds the fermata's end
Flux pen writes in a trembling hand
Blue glass wears the sodium brand
Headlights paint what the night forgot
Counter hymn rises from the spot
Copper saints don't rust they bloom
Patina sings in the vestry room
Copper saints don't break they bend
Choir breath holds the fermata's end
Apron pockets hold glass shards bright
Morning cracks on the vinyl light
Fingertips stained with verdigris
Choir rises on bended knees
Copper saints don't rust they bloom
Patina sings in the vestry room
Copper saints don't break they bend
Choir breath holds the fermata's end
Green fire blooms on the copper skin
Amen rings where the night begins
Pizzicato fades on the last amen
Felt piano closes the vestry door