Truth be told the fight is hard
My lasting strength is not my own
And every failure- that is mine
And I fear some gentle tone.
The loudness I am used to now
And all the violence done inside
But I fear forgiveness now
For me and others on this ride.
The wave it takes us to a place
And we can fight it all we want
But in the ocean of our lives
The sweetest sounds will always haunt.