My eyes are black. They've seen the glory. My ears are shut. They've heard the storm. My legs are weak. From so much stumbling. Down all the days. Down all the days. My lips are dry. They've tasted water. My spirit high. I hardly touch the ground. My heart is heavy. It hears the distant firing. Down all the days. Down all the days. Down all the days. Down all the days. Down all the days. Days days. Down all the days. Days days. I love to talk. Days days. Can you leave me some it to hug. Days days. Can you hold me now. Days days. I love her hug. Days days. Days days. Days. The skyline's in the cloud. Throw down some winds now. Right now I'm only here to see me. Come down whenever you want to see me. Right on a phone the holy rose. Someone in the street's on fire. And I am weary worthy. Wounded all wrong. I love thee to hold thee. I love thee