Once a week I spit it out

Monday I receive

Once a week without a doubt

Monday hard to believe

Once a week I give it up

Monday never shows

Once a week I lift it up

Monday down it goes

Struggle between your word, my deed

To the latter I always concede

A two legged chair I chose to build

On bread alone I choose to feed

Well, then why even with all this bread

Do I buckle from the pain?

It's just sad 'cause I know what

I need has nothing to do with grain

Still I try, but nothing my hands make

Can ever fill this hole

It's just sad 'cause getting what

I need is so rarely my goal

One day I'm stability

The next thing that I know

I'm relearning humility

While casting every stone

And I start to throw in all directions

Then I see your hand

Scribbling down convictions

Hassles in the sand

Struggle between your word my deed

On bread alone I choose to feed

Well, then why even with all this bread

Do I buckle from the pain?

It's just sad 'cause I know what

I need has nothing to do with grain

Still I try, but nothing my hands make

Can ever fill this hole

It's just sad 'cause getting what

I need is so rarely my goal

Struggle between your word my deed

To the latter I always concede

A two legged chair I chose to build

On bread alone I choose to feed

Struggle between your word my deed

Struggle between your word my deed

Struggle between your word my deed