Gloria - Mineral

A brave morning

Thoughts flap their wings and fly

And I can still taste

Defeat on my lips

Bright tie, fish fly

I have not yet arrived

How can I not admit

I need to know you

Cause I just want to be Something more than the mud in your eyes

I want to be the clay in your hands

Hey sorrow where are you

Tomorrow just won’t be the same

Without you here

I’ll wish for shoulders bold and broad to bear

And strength to hold my head above them

Cause I just want to be Something more than the mud in your eyes

I want to be the clay in your hands

Cause Gloria is silent

And glory is a silent thing