through these trees
no fruit on these branches
but withered leaves
water drops, a flowing pain
translating my heart into this rain
showing things I hold inside
for all to see even in this dim light
i tremble as this flash pierces through
this sky it looks dark but somehow true
this thing that strikes is as my ache
hard to cope with and hard to shake my cry is mingled in this rage
i shake my head and hide my face
why this restlessness? why this haze?
this confusion is so strong and strange
it cannot continue without a change
but what will help me? what will save?
where can i turn? where shall i stay?
who will be my rescuer? to whom shall i pray?
questions make me feel so wrong
i feel a pull to give in but i don't know how
maybe i should stop fighting
maybe i should stop to breathe
how can this sudden silence be louder than the noise?
it seems dreaded and my heart coils
maybe its time to give up everything
if i give all of myself will it help me see?
how can i sit here now with no complaints
when no answer is here to listen to, in the quiet of this place
i know i must have faith, and maybe if i wait
my surrender will prove as strong as grace