It is life's imperfections that give it soul... and you too.

Every day though I cannot resist the fire.

for the fire is so free.

It burns

but it's what I want to be.

I don't understand
     how lucky I am to be
           here alive upon this sea

   I'm setting myself up for certain failure

Where is this honest love you speak of
                                 God above?
  
       Why grace me with such uncertainty?

(It seems) I'm always looking the wrong way

                   even today
 
                          tomorrow's far away

                         and yesterday's just a memory.

Why I can't escape this uncertainty...

                          I create my own misery.

because I don't understand...