Pick up my Skirt and Walk

Pick up my skirt and walk.

It's how much you don't want to tread on that in your mind don't think you ever meant for us to fix it.  He tells me to go like a lark.  He tells me to not run over it in my brain.  

Lord I will walk towards you. I will walk how I mean it. I will pick up my beauty and my glory. And all the ways I want to adore. All the ways I mean it.  All the ways I can take it over.

What if this wasn't my inheritance.  What if it couldn't get me down.

What if I wasn't that far away.

I was upset like that.  I want that exchange.  I am learning how to dance over it.   Letting him teach me to not go back.  To not tread back.  

When everythig looks upside down.  And you who turned me down. 
That I can't let you knible.  And I won't let it turn down.  What if you could really remain with me.

If I could tread on this.  If I were made to take that glow.  If I could be the overcomer.