There will be many nights alone to pour the kerosene
Scissors cut harness free, the spotlight on the bed of the serene
And when you call me out in victory
It's been a long night, and I still came up missing
And I touch to believe
I gather my faith to help me sleep
Stare deep from the south
Watermarked and straightened all out
Lions spit broken teeth when armies of insects surround
And when you call me out in victory, come call me out and gather me
Hearts tear out in victory