i ask to walk my life
this little voyage of mine
with humility and grace
well maybe i've learned today
who am i
to get between fate
me in all of my worldly desires
like underbrush and vines growing
over all of my limbs
who am i?
who am i?
i do not know of the love you feel
what sways your heart
what brings you to your knees
i've been too busy loving you to see
this makes you happy
and so maybe i've haven't
even been an option
not a choice
let me tell you that you were always my first
i got too caught up in words
and thoughts
and distilled, my heart is soaked in your song
but all the while i've been building a wall
the world isn't ending,
that much is clear
but i find that quickly i'm learning
to tread softer from here
i've adored you
and i always will
but my eyes are growing heavy
and tonight i'll sleep
in the bed of humility
who am i?
who am i not?
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