Nice And Blue

You were a song that I couldn’t sing
You were a story I couldn’t tell
I’ve only ever loved myself
But I’ve loved myself so well
And how defeated I return!
(you're nice and blue, you’re nice and blue)
I missed what I was supposed to learn
As all I learned about was missing you
A life left half behind
Though no longer
Blind I can’t yet see
I’m not the boy that I once was
But I’m not the man I’ll be
And I’ve been waiting now
For six years on
(and have only just begun)
For the day you’ll hold her in your arms
Oh risen Lord, my precious one
I was once the wine
I was once the wine
I was once the wine, and you the wineglass
I was once alive
I was once alive
I was once alive, when you held me
When you held me
God became the glass
And all things left were emptiness
Oh, my little girl
Oh, my little girl
If you look out
And see a trace of dark red that used
To be my face
In the clarity of his
Grace: remember me