And when we walk into the twilight gold, if we do I’ll tell you tales of battles lost and won In hospital corridors. Of teeth chattering grit And diligent fear, That rises like seawater From toenails.
And when I talk you into kissing me, if I do, I’ll let you watch a giant wave, crash Into a rugged shore. A darkened silent pebbled shore With pockets full of Ugly salty debris.
And when you decide to taste the fire, if you do, I’ll let you count my stubborn scars Born out of nights and days Of drudgery, spent in Office cubicles, restaurants and Online stores.
And when we etch a bison on the cave wall, if we do I’ll fetch you the correct colours all That leave their mark On walls of stone, and on hardbound Fairytales, meant for Those that drop the sails Near the island of Circe.
God Loves Us He gave His son up for Us Sometimes, We tend to not understand how massive it is ‘Cause we’re limited, we don’t understand how limitless it is God said we are Precious in His sight Please, don’t