IN YOUR BLOOD

Verse 1

When you come up with excuses inside of your head

But none to say

And you realize that the life you live comes with strings attached

And a price to pay¹

When you’re using the legs inside of your glass

To run away²

And the voices in your head become the poison in your blood

Running through your veins

Verse 2

When the only light to guide you³ puts smoke within your lungs

And turns to ash⁴

And you look into the mirror,⁵ can’t recognize your face⁶

Through broken glass⁷

When all you want to do now is hold her in your arms

But not today⁸

And she looks into your eyes to find the man she loves

But he’s gone away⁹

Chorus

Don’t you leave her

You’ll come to find

That life without her love

Is all but hopeless¹⁰

Don’t you leave her

Your common ground¹¹

Is locked up in your walls

Behind the fortress¹²

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¹ Gal 6:7

² Is 5:11

³ Jn 8:12

⁴ Gen 3:19, Ps 103:14

⁵ 1 Cor 13:12

⁶ Gen 1:27, Image of God

⁷ A broken glass mirror is like a chaotic body of water. To truly see ourselves, the waters must be calm (Mk 4:39)

⁸ “Grant me chastity and continence, but not yet” - St. Augustine, Confessions

⁹ “Your father was seduced by the Dark Side of the Force. He ceased to be Anakin Skywalker and became Darth Vader. When that happened, the good man, who was your father, was destroyed.” - Obi-Wan Kenobi, Return of the Jedi

¹⁰ Pr 4:6

¹¹ Gen 2:24, Is 11:6, “Man becomes whole, integrated, calm, fertile, and happy when (and only when) the process of individuation is complete, when the conscious and the unconscious have learned to live at peace and to complement one another.” Carl Jung, Man and His Symbols

¹² “To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything and your heart will be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact you must give it to no one, not even an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements. Lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket, safe, dark, motionless, airless, it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable. To love is to be vulnerable.” C.S. Lewis, The Four Loves