I hide my pain, I ride the rain, I exercise my life in vain. I see the shame, I fight the wane, I cry out from the tortured strain. My light is tamed, my soul is stained, the gladness in my heart is chained. My love is maimed, my self is slain, I'll fight till my last breath is drained.

I touched the world lightly, to feel its heartbeat, the pulse of life beneath the things, and I know this heart beats for me, like I’m the only one it ever sees.

We are in life for just a while between time and eternity with no navigational instruments, no sextant and no chart; we live in context.

If you should ever see me cry, I cry because the moon is high, I cry because my heart is dry, I cry because I touched the sky.