and now, another lyric.

from: the gospel according to darkness

i know there's a place that you call your own
and you're safe and warm and you feel like you're home
and the peace of it and the faith involved
and you go to say...but there's no need to explain it
still you try then you see that it's okay. you're on your own

i see you lookin' around at the people on the street
well, things aren't what they seem.
if you push them hard enough, you'll find that most of them do not feel worthy of love
now how did this come to be?

~ jane siberry