With the wounds of life whose cuts are very deep
We will feel the pains we have ignored
No more can stern denial lock the doors
We stand on cliffs whose fall is very steep
We must find the guidance from within
Pain will show the route that we must take
Do not think by murder to escape.
Oh coward heart I’ve hardly yet begun
Better to take slow and steady ways
Do not climb the rock face of your grief
Danger is the weapon of a thief
The ways of love must always be obeyed
Yet how can we be willing to accept
That we must pay the whole price of this debt?