when they are me

11/25/2003

i run to your hope
hoping you'll save me
i'm not strong enough to make it
alone

you take me, paint the shade
that i safely rest in
by still waters you poured
and this green is an emerald
you plucked from your crown
to smooth the spot i sleep

but all you give is not retreat

you give me rest, but you give me toil
the sweat rolls from my brow
this harness is light, but it still weighs me down
it weighs me down

so i run to your joy
hoping you'll help me
i'm not strong enough to make it
alone

and you fill me complete
until my brim is running
with sweet sunlight
with sweet wine
i give to you all that is mine
all that is mine

but all you give is not smiles sublime

you give me life, but you give me pain
my closest brother turns with a knife
to tear us apart, to stab me twice
to stab us twice

so i run to your love
hoping you'll hold me
i'm not strong enough to make it
alone

and with a glance
you hand to me
the hopes and fears
the screams and tears
of a world that barely lives
of a world that you want to give
all that you've given me

my brother
my sister
my enemy

as i look, you say, "see...
that they are beautiful
that they are valuable
that they are worth dying
a thousand deaths."

and how can i turn away
when they
are me.