MOURNING 16425

God, i still can't walk 

on my own 

is that right?

is that wrong?

Lord, i long 

to hear your tone 

yeah, long to hear your voice 

over the noise 

of obviously 

your choice 

on how

 I'm supposed

to live 

sitting & sensitive 

But God 

somethings 

gotta give 

before 

i die 

and why?

because 

My love 

i hate 

this physical state 

and it's so hard 

to hear...

my spirit 

cry 

and to let 

my wet

 guard

 down 

yeah 

on this 

earthly ground 

yeah 

straight tears 

of

a cripple crown