Too Many Miles

I don't think You had in mind

When You set my city on a hill

For it's walls to be built up to keep the light in

Brick on brick I'm building still

But the moon still shines

The stars seem brighter

I see You through the haze

So I remain unfazed

I don't think You were intending

When You pitched this tent You call Your home

For it to be a place always in need of mending

With a bed as cold as stone

My roof caved in, the weight of unbelief and

My eyes half closed, my vision getting weak and

Still I see You

I know You'll never fade

So I am not afraid