I do not believe in god,
But I believe in you.
Do you believe in me?
Something of a reprobate.
Closest to Christ
You will ever see
Are all I have to offer.
When angels fall
They fall far.
No relief,
If there ever could.
You are walking with me;
Feet don’t touch the ground.
The nails are waiting.
I can’t hear a sound.
But the cross is there
Bare wood, leather bound.
Now I have found
My destiny.
I love you.
