The Curse of Complexity
You held me in your hands 'til you crushed my wings
Never realizing I had perched there of my own free will
I look back with nothing but miles of sky between us
Knowing that if I return, it would be my last flight
And I'm not done flying yet
Yet I still think back, still try to replay an alternate ending
I look to see where I failed, the part I played
My lack of trust in your lack of truth
As much as I replay, you're still the same
I wait for an honest moment that never comes
Not knowing whether I'd recognize it if it did
And I wonder how this could be, What went wrong?
I've got no finger pointing left, just sadness
And resolve and hope and innocence
I would if it was His will. I would.
With both feet in, not fearing the fall.