To start fresh
A chance to be different
A chance to love
But what do I want?

To travel far
And feed the spirit
Quench the wanderlust
But what do I want?

To love another
An honest tenderness
A heart that makes mine beat again
But what do I want?

To write the stories
Learn the legends
To know the stars above
And that is all I *need

All of a sudden;
I don't know how we got here,
But we cannot stay

I.    the end of life;
      that which was always fated
      shocks us, even still

II.  the passing of time;
      we can never comprehend
      our frail existence

III. the creative soul;
      we must, with earnest ink,
      make every word count

IV. the end of an era;
      it is but a beginning
      of something much more

To life and love
To heart at stake
To any who will patterns break
     My heart is open

To grief and joy
To sun and rain
To all who trudge through earthen pain
     My heart is open

To ash and flame
To bruise and burn
To those whose hearts refuse to turn
     My heart is open

Through all triumph
Through all regret
αδελφοίς μου, I'm with you yet
     My heart is open

Father, I have a restless spirit;
My mind wanders here and there
I long for your peace

My heart beats with unsteady rhythm;
It troubles my time of rest
In the midnight hour

Reach out your right hand, oh Lord my Lord;
You alone restore my soul
You calm all my thoughts

I find rest in the name of the Lord;
Worthy is he to be praised
The Almighty God

My soul stirs with great pain and trouble;
I call upon Jehovah
His hand sustains me

I am held steadfast within his palm;
He breathes new life into me
I have strength anew

When the walls around the city fall,
Still, I will not be dismayed
My Lord carries me

In my weakness, the Lord makes me strong-
Let this cry go before me:
I am held by Yahweh

               *"Holy, holy, holy, is the Lord God Almighty,
                   who was and is and is to come!"