I think I found the one
Constellations scatter light upon the ground. They carry baby's victory crown. They gift us with a medicine.
I've been waiting, humbled by your sentiments. Dead and brought to life again. Waiting for our pain to end.
Keep me closer then I've ever been.
With constant admiration out, you keep your head low. When spited by my hateful mouth, you gave me grace. So what is my response? More education? And how can I repay you with appreciation?
Oh my faith gets so weak. I fight the need to be a traitor and a sneak. I need accountability. Count my lies and now I need a migration. A kingdom that can bring a reanimation.
Mother, father I've been bleeding water. I've been drowned in hardship, I've been led to slaughter.
I've been friends with traitors who bowed down to worship. I have loved my neighbor when I am their author.
Oh there's better lies that I could fall for if I'm in denial. But you mesmerize with a grace that I could not defile.
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