Footprints

I am not feeling the green burning flame

As I gaze back along footprints you have made.

And I am not dreaming of more than you have shown

You are not a foundation,

You are not a stone.

But I'm afraid of the way that I'm feeling,

Afraid of this new understanding now

Afraid for the beauty within me

And that which I hold within my hand.

And this is the ultimate secret

That many before me have ever known,

So capture me while I am weakest -

I want to know,

I want to know.

Here I am wide open, surrendering to your side

I have laid down my armour,

I have no sword at my side.

I leave behind me the ruins of the fortress I swore to defend

I leave behind me foundations

I'll leave you a man I'll need you to mend.

And through all the battles around me

I never believed I would fight

Yet here I stand a broken soldier,

Shivering, naked, in your winter light.