Losses

All you want and all you need
are two very different things
Flying back in your face
are the memories that wont erase
A remembering mind can be a burden
you can't get stuck in thought you've gotta keep movin.

Its when you're still when your shot
losing blood you haven't got
to lose
hurt and confused
holding onto the wound
you cant lose your losses
you carry 'em like crosses
but this cross wasn't intended for your bearing
let go of all the stones that you're carrying

You've bottled up inside every thorny word,
every insult that has deeply hurt
you recount your pains like a miser counts gold
your eyes burn red and your heart grows cold

Its when you're still when your shot
losing blood you haven't got
to lose
hurt and confused
holding onto the wound
you cant lose your losses
you carry 'em like crosses
but this cross wasn't intended for your bearing
let go of all the stones that you're carrying

Arrows fly like shards of glass
memories from the painful past
give your sorrow to the king
rest you head as he sings