I carry my mistakes
And she carries them too
When all I see are bruises black
She shows me the blue
I remember the tears in the morning
The dread of the veil gently falling to the floor

I＇ll never know divinity


So inadequately I carve


In meter and verse


She believes in God


But I believe in her
When my ship has run it＇s course
She steers me back out to the sea
She won＇t let me run aground
I＇ve seen the storms she＇s met,
I＇ve seen the tears in secret shed
She sees me as an eagle
though I am just a crow
She sees me as a diamond
though I＇m just a weathered stone
I stole a glimpse of you in pain
And I＇ll take the image to my grave
You look towards the heavens,
and I look up to you
I kneel because there are no words,
an act will have to do
She believes in God but I believe in...
...no divinity