Love Jealous One, Love

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