Liar, but you stand so tall
Giant, yet I know you will fall
It’s embarrassing asking for hug after hug so I cry in the distance
Martin Luther and I in a familiar room.
Strip away my senses
Cancel my selfish radio broadcast
Can I find comfort alone without any noise
Silence indifference holds hostage missing joy
The terror of folding arms and disappointment
From God is too much to bear and it’s constant
A clicking clock without mercy
Spins the records of doubt back to back.