Picture Of Our Torn Up Praise

I don't want to take and baby

I don't want to break and baby

I don't want to try and make you anyway

I just want to lie down

Tell my crazy brains to lie down

And then fall away

I won't be alone

I won't be waiting by the phone

I won't be dreaming of you dreaming of me anyway

Tell me where you've been

And I will tell you where I've been

It will be all okay

I don't have a home

It's not a chain, it's not a throne

It's just a picture of a picture tossed and torn away

Of anger on your face

Still not as strange and not as brave

As when you turned away

I won't be the one

When all is said and all is done

I won't be breathing like you breathe into the light of day

I'll be in the yard

Still taking pictures in the dark

Of all our torn-up praise

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