I know her well
How much do we forgive?
Everything?
I could never relay
 
 
we have paid with our skin and bones
we have paid with our hearts
somewhere along the way
we believed in something to sustain us
we had no choice
call it God?
call it I don't know what
 
call it you
and me
and somewhere out there
we are still believed in
 
I understand nothing about why I am here
I don't question it
not anymore
One has to believe in a nameless sense of belonging
somewhere inside of that I look around for myself and find you