You paint a tulip red with joy. You say the psalm, I will not fear. Somehow, knowing what you do know, still you tremble out and in You cry up in your room Aunt Ruthie comes. You cannot sitll your limbs. Somehow, knowing what you do know still you tremble out and in. You see how I go to pieces, that I'm laying on the ground like the sky is so heavy when I could be Brave. And I always go to pieces. And I have it in my mind that the sky is tall and heavy, when I could be brave, brave You go outside. You see the Holy Spirit burning in your trees and walk on, glowing with the same glow. Still you tremble out and in. And the birds of all your yellow teacups sing, and you know this hymn. Somehow, knowing what you know still you tremble out and in Oh I know it, I know it, here is God beside. I meant it. I meant I'm sure of that. But the sky is tall and heavy, when I could be brave, Brave.