Steady

I withered when you spoke your mind; it wasn't right

I called the quiet empathy; it wasn't right

You seeking me is a fire that I end when I, afraid

Cannot say, "There is safety more in sharing than in shade"

I gathered silence as a kid, and it endures

The silence isn't good or bad, but now it's yours

When we're at sea, I am much more of a ballast than a sail

Cause I learned love as keeping others steady when they fail

You seeking me is a fire that I end when I, afraid

Cannot say, "There is safety more in sharing than in shade"

When at sea, I am much more of a ballast than a sail

But know this: that my love will keep you steady when you fail