Parables In Sign

I am so beautiful and I think this whole thing is pitiful where all these crazy people try to to bring me down but I stand so proud here on this consecrated ground why must all these voices pile up so high growing loud bringing me down yea, but I won't hide silver cups overflowing people wondering without knowing these crowds so very lost hear me now so shallow here attempts to bleed out these purging words falling deeper onto this bed of swords don't know where I'm falling towards beside me beside you our fading dreams start to obstruct our view and these fickle signs they begin to realign what I said to you