Paroles : This life is an open wound that will not heal. / I cry out to God with all of my strength. / Desperately, I reach for Him in the night. / This misery keeps my eyes from closing, keeps my mouth from being able to speak. / Is this as far as the arm of God extends? / Has the fire burned itself out? / There is no profit in this way of thinking. / I must escape this frame of mind. / And when I think of all He has done, when I consider all that He is, I am complete.