To be found in a tempestthat is only for me
To be caught in a storm
that no one else can see
Deserted in the wilderness
when there are people all around
Screaming and crying
though none can hear a sound
How long, Lord, I shout?
Won't you please let me out?
Oh I know that you're there
and that you constantly love me
And I don't really think
that this is all the life you give me
I hear you; I see you
I know that you are there
You touch me, embrace me
In my suffering you share
But I shout and rage
Nonetheless
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