In the Presence of God

I'm in the grace of god
I got no peace in my eyes
I hope you fulfill my needs
I need to see myself cry
These tears just shed from minds eye
Maybe I'm insecure
Maybe I got no choice
Maybe I need some more
I got no peace from yours
You took a piece of mine
You kept that piece of yours
Then stole my peace of mind
And you kept it
You kept it on you
Tightly bonded,
Loosely fond and
Stiff like fondant
Found me in state of awe
I thought we bonded
Wounded and confounded
You distracted me with foundation that we laid
Fell right into the trap you made
Eating berries from the work you did
Had trophies for the games you played
Contorted tongues tie stems to cherries
Now my ego
Is very, very, very
Overstimulated by the way
Mind is always in a troubled state
Don't you worry child I'm on the way
That's the last thing that she said to me
That's the last thing that she said to me
That's the last thing that he said to me
That's the last thing that they said to me