she calls me goliath and i wear the david mask

i guess the stones are coming too fast for her now

you know I'd like to believe this nervousness will pass

all the stones that are thrown are building up a wall

I have become cumbersome to this world

I have become cumbersome to my girl

I'd like to believe we could reconcile the past

resurrect those bridges with an ancient glance

but my old stone face can't seem to bring her down

she remembers bridges, burns them to the ground

I have become cumbersome to this world

I have become cumbersome to my girl

too heavy too light, too black or too white,

too wrong or too right, today or tonight

cumbersome

too rich or too poor, she's wanting me less

and I'm wanting her more

the bitter taste is cumbersome

there is a balance between two worlds

one with an arrow and a cross

regardless of the balance life has become

cumbersome