GAIN
i have a sinking in my stomach
and aches that run through my bones
ive found an emptiness to conversation
that makes me feel so at home
I've lost reason in feelings
our hearts speak deceit
and the longer that I live
the more I fail to see
—
i long to lay my head
to the dirt
and know that I've done
all I could
—
a great many things in life
I will never know
and I've come to understand
that knowing is not what matters most
a'lot I've to say
your ears wouldn't keep
as lungs fail to give the thanks
each breath should weep
—
to hear well done
is more than I deserve
all the same
all i hope for
—
there's a fullness to this life
that is double edged
a language we interpret
an art we counterfeit
tell me
if this is all there is
why that conviction
is so very hard to admit
—
tell me
do you count
the cost
a soul
is quite a lot
to be lost