You crossed me on this
Path I’ve been bleeding on for days
Caught glimpse of your garments
And I thought that I’d be saved 
But low, I was naked
A subtle glance you never gave
My luck was wasted
Suffered I from their hate

Here comes my enemy, here comes my demise
How more can I be beaten, or taken in size?
Away with his swagger that taunts me inside 
Damn the Samaritan, for now ill never survive 

My wager was made
But my bet had been lost
For the man that would spot me
Never before would I trust
Against my perception
He waded through mud
Uprooted my body
With tears cleansed my blood

Here came my savior, here came my relief
Religious had left me condemned as a thief
Away with my judgments or thoughts I’d conceived
For the man I once hated is now why I breathe  

To the one who paints valor on a canvas of anger
To those with postures of selflessness who later bow with deceit  

Who came and made us gods?
For we love to judge the ones who judge
We speak not with out hearts
Placing lips on things that should not talk

We cheat ourselves, though we tested for this breath
We clean up well, when accompanied by death

All this talk of our freedom like it’s something we deserve to get
We don’t know where we came from
We build walls to merge faith with safety nets 

Our best intentions are counterfeit
Hid our motives behind a clever bluff
Payed our customs a compliment
Yet we’d rather still not error on love
 
We clothe ourselves, with traits the likes of gold
In our garments of wealth, we cast a front before our souls 

Barren and dry, these bones walk by
Stumbled their gaze on buried light
Peal back the earth find jewels in sand
That doubled his worth and outweighed what he lacked 

Pondered the awe from the dirt which now glowed
For what he found could never be stolen
Clever he hid his prize in the field
Soon to return their are cities to build

Lay this worth on him now, though he sought he’d been found

This tragedy will bring us hope and too my heart it sings
‘Sell everything’
For none of it we ever owned and more this prize shall bring
‘Sell everything’

Lay this worth on us now, though we sought, we’d been found 

I live in a solitude of broken lives
Change is an art that’s become synchronized 
No mask of pleasure could do any better
For each days end conceives the next one’s daily grind 

They say comedy has a formula 
Time plus tragedy but they don’t, inform us
After these years I doubt there will be laughter in your tears
Beautiful beginnings make ugly endings in the story of love

So tell me why must you torture me love

I’m slowly spreading myself too thin
That I forget what substance I even am
It’s times like these where I feel most artistic
A slight setback as a I finish last, when I wanted to win
 

Here I stand at the edge of roads
Not with a map but all that I was told
Who am I to say that I found myself
Even imply that I formed this wealth
I am pour, I am pour indeed
A doubt I foster before I speak
For I stirred up in the hearts of man
A greater passion then I could understand

Comfortable, in this room I sit
My words speak light, but to my surprise they are dimly lit 
Oh grace, here we meet again
I guess I read you wrong, I’ve fallen hard in hopes that you would help me out

Broadcast all that I have not done
The public eye hasn’t heard this tongue
Talk through teeth just to hide the filth
Still words I speak they are made to kill
Oh no, don’t you pity me
For I deserve the chair more than anything 

Wonderful, is my aim to please
Who I really was complements the flaws in my own beliefs
Oh grace, here we meet again
I hear you loud and clear, this heart upholds these ears
The road will soon begin to bend 

Who gave you authority to call her your own?
Did you die for her future or slave for her bones?
You’re building your kingdom from acts that you’ve sown
If pleasure is so valuable then keep what you stole

These same creatures that brought you to life
Are the same that you daily defile
Property doesn’t come without price
Could you leave innocence with her tonight 

You border your boundaries with no line to cross
Are you less then a man if you go home untouched?
You harvest her body, with thieving twins of lust
They are molds and daughters of dust
They are clothed with all the Kings love

I must confess the man I spoke of was I
Not a thief in this world could take more spoils than my eyes
You were the wave and I was the wreck
You left me with grace and you took away death

These same creatures that brought me to life
Are the same that I daily defile 
Property holds nothing with life
Could I leave innocence alive tonight

We’re written on these gravestones yet all you see is life
We’ve got a brave notion that we are all right
A collective of hands raised just to form a crowd
But we keep our minds pacing as we throat the sounds

Words
Flow out our mouth with colorful sounds, confused
You 
You hear all our shouts from our prideful gowns, love us you do

We threaten our innocence with each stone that we cast
We want a bright solution for all we can grasp
Hindered out intakes with each move of our hands
But we’ve got what it takes for all life’s demands