Anacrusis

Grateful

Anacrusis


I sense the tension 
A thickness in the air 
The filthy air of our morality 
Misplaced affection 
In lost and lonely stares 
Where urge ignores morality 

I sense confusion 
Suspicion in the air 
Untreated wounds of some dishonesty 
Seeking comfort 
The strength of friendly ties 
Only truth can heal insecurity 

But I'm grateful to be far from harm 
Safe within peaceful arms 
Grateful knowing safety's warmth 
And I'm grateful not to have to face 
These days alone 

I'm grateful... 
Grateful... 
Grateful... 
Grateful... 

I'm grateful... 
Grateful... 
Grateful... 
Grateful... 

But I'm grateful to be far from harm 
Safe within peaceful arms 
Grateful knowing safety's warmth 
And I'm grateful not to have to face 
These days alone