I am lost, tired, and adrift, in a world filled with hate
And for now it feels like I’m out of defiance.
And I’m losing, I’m losing, I’m losing
That beautiful dawn I used to believe in,
And I don’t know what to do.
I don’t know what to do love,
And I don’t remember the words -
words that brought faith,
words that once could heal.
With a tired faith and lost words,
I don’t know how to remember anymore
and I’m forgetting how to keep the covenant.

    – nehar