God, let her listen
With ears to the ground.
Let voiceless approval
Turn into sound.
In d**h there are hidden, invisible keys
That only when swallowed
Reveal where they lead.
Life is a mess
We wake up to,
A single thread of a deeper truth.
Is this a graveyard
To bury her heart?
Or is it a garden,
Where new life will start.
'Cause God, when life here ends,
We'll beg you for more.
In temper we'll hate you,
But please keep no score.
Life, it is a mess we wake up to,
A single thread of a deeper truth