| Love Jealous One, Love |
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| this is me at my darkest |
| looking down from my tower to heaven |
| my reputation is what I am on the scale |
| in the eyes of mankind |
| the more I get beneath me, |
| the higher, and more out of reach |
| teacher, which of us will be the greatest |
| we will wear compassion |
| we will wear it on our chests |
| and sing with love at our throats |
| like a child, it’s all I know |
| Father, hide our hearts in you |
| lest we steal them back |
| and lay them at the feet of men |
| I know now that glory has not a place |
| near my hands or any man |
