Too Tender

Water water everywhere

And I complain about my thirst

The prescription's in my hand

While the pain I curse



I know the longer

I know the harder

The walk will be

With my calloused feet



And my too tender knees

Stumbled upon the truth

Wished it'd get out of my way

When I see the light

I pull down the shade



If I were as smart as Christopher

I'd find a closet

If I were as weak as Samson was

I'd make a prophet