Keep My Lovers True
Why do I surprise myself and choose
To throw my blessings in the wind and lose
My love, my grace have been replaced
Instead I dwell with wounds
We decorate the walls inside our tomb
Why do I surprise myself and use
My heart for things it wasn't meant to do
My love, my grace will leave this place
And sink into my shoes
Drag behind each time I try to move
I have done this to keep my lovers true
I believe we are all Atlas's in need
We look for shoulders on which to lean this heavy
Wait but I'm confused
We bear a burden that we're trying hard to lose
On our backs, let the people choose
The weight was given as a gift but we refuse
You can take it back