My misery has
enjoyed company
And although I have ached
I don't threaten anybody
Sometimes I feel more bigness
than I've shared with you
Sometimes I wonder why I
quell when I'm not required to
I've tried to be small I've tried to be stunted
I've tried roadblocks and all
My happy endings prevented
Sometimes I feel it's all
just too big to be true
I sabotage myself for fear of what my bigness could do
Fear of bliss and fear of
joyitude
Fear of bigness and ensuing
solitude?
I could be golden I could be glowing I could be freedom
But that could be boring
Sometimes I feel this is too
scary to be true
I sabotage myself for fear of losing you
Fear of bliss and fear of joyitude
Fear of bigness and ensuing
solitude?
This talk of liberation makes
me want to go lie down
Under the covers til the
terror of the unknown is gone
I could be full I could be thriving I could be shining
Sounds isolating
Sometimes I feel this is too
good to be true
I sabotage myself for fear of what my joy could do
Fear of bliss and fear of
joyitude
Fear of bigness and ensuing
solitude?
Fear of bliss and fear of
joyitude
Fear of bigness (and ensuing
solitude?)
This talk of liberation makes
me want to go lie down
Under the covers til the
terror of the unknown is gone