If I forgave brothers the way you forgive your sons, I'd think myself weak and walked upon. Right now I can't seem to do right by you, still it tears me up to do you wrong. Is there nowhere I can hide from you? I cannot live up to this.
O I am afraid of how jealous you are for me. The harder I pull away, the fiercer you bid me stay. O I am afraid that I will never change; that for all I say, I can't love like you deserve.
My pulse quickens in breathless fear: the mountain descends to the miniature. This is the season my heart is overturned, and my blood and my tears are yours. There is nothing left to run towards. You know me too well. But how can I go where you lead? I cannot live up to this.
Now it seems these feet weren't made to walk this ground; the earth is going to swallow me up. You can't be stopped, you will not rest. You wrestle me into your love.