Intro:
VERSE1
Cardboard cutouts on the floor
people wish that you were more like what they wanted you to be
eventually they won t have much of you at all in their theology
the walls are closing in on you
you cannot be contained at all
CHORUS:
I don t want to make you small
I don t want to fit you in my pocket
A cross around my throat
Cause you are brighter then the sun
You re closer then the tiny thoughts I have of you
But I could never fathom you at all
VERSE 2:
Broken moldings all around
broken people hit the ground when they discover that you re not here for our
benefit
you love in sptie of us
you choose the least of us to prove the strong aren t really strong at all
VERSE:
I don t want to make you small
I don t want to fit you in my pocket
A cross around my throat
Cause you are brighter then the sun
You re closer then the tiny thoughts I have of you
But I could never fathom you at all
I don t want to make you small
I don t want to fit you in my pocket
A cross around my throat
Cause you are brighter then the sun
You re closer then the tiny thoughts I have of you
But I could never fathom you at all