The humble and righteous and meek
Are teaching me who's will to seek
But who really knows how to speak
About these thingsQuestions of where can he go
When he is feeling so low
And kicking himself just to show
How he still bleedsAnd I want to know the difference between
What sparkles and what is goldI wonder how many eyes
Are fixed like a vulture's on me
Now I wonder if I can even move or breathe
Without disappointing someoneAnd I know what they call themselves
But I don't remember inviting them
To put me on this pedastal
And make me feel so nakedAfraid to look down
Afraid to turn aroundI bring it on myself
I know I bring it on myselfAnd I want to know the difference between
What sparkles and what is goldI walked along beside the purple mountains beneath the orange sky
Imagined what it all might look like with these planks out of my eyes
I wondered if the big white horse was coming down tonight
I wanted to taste that victory but my mouth was dryThere is only tonight and the light that bleeds from your heart
Makes me want to try and start again