Coquecigrue*

It’s better this way, I said
Haven’t seen this place before
Where everything we say and do
Hurts us all more
It’s just that we stayed, too long
In the same old sickly skin
Pulled down by the undertow
I never thought I could feel so low
Oh darkness I feel like letting go
If all of the strengh and all of the courage
Come and lift me from this place
I know I can love you much better than this
Full of grace
Full of grace