Lyric

Even kindness born of pretense

Can save a trembling night

Down in the rusted part of me

Even excuses try to glow

Not gold, not iron

Just an alloy pulse, imperfect, warm

Carrying its blurry shadows

And still reaching out to someone

It never had to be flawless

It never had to shine clean

Lies and truth simply sway together

At the same quiet temperature

Oh metal of benevolent lies

The alloy sleeping in my chest

Even an impure light

If it can shine on someone

Let it be so

Let it be mine

For the heat that seeps from every crack

The prayer full of impurities

Is the force that moves me through today

Behind the mask of being right

My selfishness sneers in the dark

Yet every time my hand reaches out

Another grain of rust falls off

I polished words to make them gold

But in truth I learned:

What carries scars

Is less likely to break

Even the depth of a downcast night

Harbors a faint small flame

The days filled with mistakes

They’re the ones that forged me

Oh metal of benevolent lies

The alloy resting in my chest

If an ungraceful way of living

Can cast light on someone’s shadow

Let it be so

Let it be mine

With a weight pure gold could never carry

This clumsy kindness

Warms the world a little today

If purity alone

Were the measure of goodness

No human heart

Could claim a thing called love

But when one flawed thing

Embraces another

A tiny spark appears

And turns into an unnamed light

Oh metal of benevolent lies

Stay tarnished and shine for me

Glow in your distorted prayer;

You don’t have to be straight

This imperfect heat

This stubborn warmth

That is the proof

Of who I am

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Even if it rusts, even if it cracks

The alloy in my chest

Still reaches out to you

Imperfect

And beautiful