She was holding back
Hurricanes with a six pack
No finallys, just me, begging the question
There was nothing left
Spoiled rotten now we've trimmed the facts
All anxiety for eternity fleshed in a moment
Do life saving rules still apply
Amidst the storm will we abide
There is no cornerstone
Nothing we do can ever hold
Your scripture is my grace
Force me to take my place
Hail mary
I am full of shame
Starve myself for meagre gain
Prostrate before the throne of you
Everything is not enough
Everything is not enough
Let your hands come to
Rest upon my head
To lead and
Reassure
I am your lamb to the slaughter
Word or deed or damned introspection
We tried to stand against
But you can barely look me in the eyes
If you won't open my eyes then just take them
Did you give me these gifts so you could see how I waste
Tore the wounds off of each other as the ark left
Senses trembling in the dark, into spiralling depth
Replay our cries, over static over compromise
Pressure cracking past the precipice and fault lines
Now we've struck the stone, no more sin to sow
Ledgers open in the light now all is known
We will make mistakes today
Still we hope the pieces will fall into place