shapes of grace

Don’t you dare give up, my dear

you can’t see through all the tears, but I’ll tell you what’s here

a bright burning flame, a strong sense that you’re so alive

and yes, the sun will rise; you’ll do more than survive

So don’t you judge this life by just one hand

for such cruelty can’t last and his anthem won’t stand

you sing your songs, you go on and hope anyway

and remember you’re more, so much more than they say

And there’s no need to fly away

you close your eyes and you let your body sway

and the world won’t blink, for fear it will miss

the way your body makes such shapes of grace

the way your body makes such shapes of grace…

p.s. I would really prefer that I never ever look the way the video chose to freeze me. Just saying.