The Most Beautiful Things

an endless list of treasures of trimmings.
It takes all my faith just to start
I don't care now how much I'm wrong
my song it shames your ears
every sentence a failure.
Slant rhyme is all I can give half truth is all I'll get.
Show us all what grace can mean,

all of what I might be.
Close your eyes call it escape.
We'll run away from everything
Lie to me,
love me
We'll run away from everything.