[00:10.450]Cardboard cutouts on the floor
[00:13.190]People wish that you were more like
[00:16.690]What they wanted you to be
[00:20.740]Eventually they won't have much of you at all
[00:25.660]In their theology
[00:28.030]The walls are closing in on you
[00:31.050]You cannot be contained at all
[00:35.350]I don't want to make you small
[00:38.360]I don't want to fit you in my pocket
[00:44.099]A cross around my throat
[00:46.779]You are brighter than the sun
[00:51.628]You're closer than the tiny thoughts I have of you
[00:56.608]But I could never fathom you at all
[01:00.568]
[01:13.528]Broken moldings all around
[01:16.518]Broken people hit the ground
[01:19.838]When they discover that
[01:22.058]You're not here for our benefit
[01:25.258]You love in spite of us
[01:28.538]You use the least of us to prove
[01:32.768]The strong aren't really
[01:34.367]Strong at all
[01:38.367]I don't want to make you small
[01:42.587]I don't want to fit you in my pocket
[01:48.376]A cross around my throat
[01:51.076]You are brighter than the sun
[01:56.045]You're closer than the tiny thoughts I have of you
[02:00.925]But I could never fathom you at all
[02:06.535]
[02:30.445]I don't want to make you small
[02:33.995]I don't want to fit you in my pocket
[02:39.714]A cross around my throat
[02:42.434]You are brighter than the sun
[02:47.424]You're closer than the tiny thoughts I have of you
[02:52.414]But I could never fathom you at all

Cardboard cutouts on the floor
People wish that you were more like
What they wanted you to be
Eventually they won't have much of you at all
In their theology
The walls are closing in on you
You cannot be contained at all
I don't want to make you small
I don't want to fit you in my pocket
A cross around my throat
You are brighter than the sun
You're closer than the tiny thoughts I have of you
But I could never fathom you at all
Broken moldings all around
Broken people hit the ground
When they discover that
You're not here for our benefit
You love in spite of us
You use the least of us to prove
The strong aren't really
Strong at all
I don't want to make you small
I don't want to fit you in my pocket
A cross around my throat
You are brighter than the sun
You're closer than the tiny thoughts I have of you
But I could never fathom you at all
I don't want to make you small
I don't want to fit you in my pocket
A cross around my throat
You are brighter than the sun
You're closer than the tiny thoughts I have of you
But I could never fathom you at all