Sunday, January 25


Don't let the cup pass me by
nor let me dip the morsel
and say goodbye
Am I your Judas, or am I Peter
a stone of faith or stone of trembling
a rock on land or sinking sand
will I just weigh us down into the sea
or do you love me
Do you love me

Tuesday, January 20


Heir to your scars
I'm coming in clearly
but I'm hearing you in color
seeing you in stereo
I got mono from kissing up
tried to steal a look or two
took a dirty look from you
cause I'm still coming in clearly
there must be something wrong
your glory isn't fit for thieves
I you know you're right
I can speak in colorful words
and still remain in black and white
like wearing a callous bleeding heart
out on a sleeveless shirt
I am wading in the shallows
and staying skin deep
you're coming in blurry
you're making me weak

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