I had a dream they had got in
I was one against three
I woke with no fight left in me
They come to pluck a smile
One word at a time
And I’m so alone
I’m shivering in the heat
I keep looking for what’s never there
And this has been my tripping rope
Grasping for a shifting hope
And I believe Jesus is still on the line
He knows my breathing
Too tired to speak
Too beat down from the bruising winds
Pushing in every direction
It’s best to hold still
And receive the injection
Just to live through the hell
