Whenever paths turn somber and gray,
we'll seek to find a better way;
To share confused and fraught emotions,
and show our hearts with fond devotion.

At times we've been stuck in reverse,
crawling backward through the universe;
Yet moments come that seem quite clear,
despite waning hours which disappear.

The detour sign presents a chance,
to reckon with the devil's dance;
It lights our journey toward finer things,
with hope that blossoms like the Spring.

Now we can stand in all our glory,
to tell the world about our story;
Combining words that can relate,
the spiritual flow of human grace.