Little good I served, drowned in hell.
So quick to ring the sinking bell.
Little lives, that felt so right, cried.
I only wished, for once, they’d win.
I was getting to know righteousness
Before I ever knew my sin.
Little did I wonder of the way.
Strangers and dangers were all gay.
Little lives spilled right into mine
And I only wished it would swell.
I was getting to know my neighbors
Before I ever knew myself.
Little did I think before I lept.
Into beds and stupors, I slept.
Little lives brushed right by mine
And I only wished for their paint.
I was getting to know my loneliness
Before I ever knew my pain.