glad that I
can see a spider on the ceiling
The morning light revealing the checker
on this crazy violent bloom
I'm glad that I can see the brown
eyes of my daughters
The moon on silent waters
Your foaming silhouette mov
ing across the room
Forgive me if I've lost my
sense of gratitude
Forgive me if I've lost a sense of gratitude I'm
glad that I can hear the robins on the rooftop
The sound of a single raindrop
sliding off a leaf into the lake
I'm glad that I can hear
children playing football
The sound of your approaching football
That fills me with desire and
makes me shake
Forgive me if I've lost my
sense of gratitude
Forgive me if I've lost my
sense of gratitude
Forgive me if I've lost my sense,
my sense of gratitude
I'm glad that I can feel the
snow upon my skin
The whiskers on my chin
A storm rollin' in from
over the mountain
I'm glad that I can feel your lips upon mine
A chill up and down my spine
A warmth overflowing like a fowl
Forgive me if I've lost my
sense of gratitude
Forgive me if I've lost my sense,
my sense of gratitude
I'm glad you're here with me,
without you what would I be?
Just a shell for all to see
You're my air,
my water and my food
Gratitude