Conviction never felt any stronger
The dead rise but I feel stuck in the ground
And just to think about it ways me down
I cannot take the pain any longer
Real guilt turned false when the sky opens up
Yet to the ground I look for my comfort
And in there I find my home in the dirt
Where I will lie until love lifts me up
Did you feel the mountains tremble under
The weight of my hopes and expectations?
And all good is erased by my blunder
I see it’s a lie, to my elation
That is not what makes the mountains tremble
On seeing this, my hope reassembles
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