Ben Kreader Not Much Worse
[Verse 1]
And I've running for so long
That I've forgotten where to go
To find the earth beneath my boots
I'd have to shovel through miles of snow
And in my pocket is a scrap
The one you crumpled up and threw
A few short words that made a map
That used to open my heart for you
[Chorus]
We go under
We go mad
We grow hungry
We grow sad
When you're told your soul is dirt
Silence seems like
Not much worse at all
Not much worse at all
Not much worse at all
[Verse 2]
My hands are tired from pressing pearls
From every stone you throw my way
My blood is weak from mending holes
Torn by the bullets of your faith
And from our sorrow, static jumps
A tattered blanket thin and dry
A thousand seams, a thousand shocks
So I can't touch you now, you'd die
[Chorus]
We go under
We go mad
We grow hungry
We grow sad
When you're told your soul is dirt
Silence seems like
Not much worse at all
Not much worse at all
Not much worse at all
[Verse 3]
And all the hope that I have left
A polished penny in a tree
Will do no good if you play deaf
To hear this gift that could heal you and me
For all you say that you hate me
I couldn't love you less if I tried
Some lessons take courage to see
Imagination to wonder why
(Outro]
We are beauty
We are love
We are beauty
We are love
