"all green's are the same, really."

You are exactly the same.
And I didn't even see it until now.

Five years and I still haven't learned a thing.

there are ghosts from my past who have owned more of my soul
than I thought I had given away.
they linger in closets and under my bed
and in pictures less proudly displayed.

a great fool in my life I have been,
have squandered till pallid and thin.
hung my head in shame and refused to take blame
for the darkness I know I've let win.

so turn on the light and reveal all YOUR glory,
I am not afraid to bear all my weakness
knowing in meekness I have a kingdom to gain
where there is peace and love in the light.

well, I've never been much for the bearing of soul
in the arms of any man.
I'd rather keep to myself all safe and secure
in the arms of a sinner, I am.
could it be that my worth should depend
by the crimson stained grace on a hand?
and like a lamp on a hill, Lord,
I pray in YOUR will to reveal of YOU all that I can.