It's quite amazing the things I know
That cannot be proved
There is no calculation or science
No Bible
Only gut-feeling
Only gut-feelings

You are a shining planet
In my constellation

Not a good patient

I walked on fire, barefoot
For you, and for me
My souls are almost scar-free now
From years of bandages and healing solutions
My convalescence has given me clarity
Into my calloused heart
And I have chipped away slowly at the charcoal
To find it's still there.