Small

Small
by JJ Heller


Cardboard cutouts on the floor
People wish that You were more like
What they wanted You to be

Eventually they won't have much of You at all
In their theology the walls are closing in on You
You cannot be contained at all


CHORUS
I don't want to make you small
I don't want to fit You in my pocket
A cross around my throat

Cuz You are brighter than the sun
You're closer than the tiny thoughts I have of You
But I could never fathom You at all


Broken molding's all around
Broken people hit the ground when they discover
That You're not here for our benefit
You love in spite of us, You use the least of us
To prove the strong aren't really strong at all