Nothing to LoseCaught, falling down that endless plainhow could one say they've not changed? Everything, everywhere needs Your touch.Father, please repair these broken heartsthough we're the ones who tore them apart. All of these keys are returned to You. So there's nothing to lose. We've all got to choose.
What Good?What good is a candlewhen you really need flame?And what good is a glasswhen you really need rain?What good is a stormwhen you wish for a breeze?What good is the painwhen all you want is ease?What good is the threadwhen rope is what you need?What good is the hole?The ground should be under your feet.What good is a memorywhen all they do is hurt?What good is hidingwhen life just will not wait?
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