Take Heart (On Living Deeply)

Awake my heart
Sleep no longer
Dormant you have lost your passion.

Weary heart
I know you're aching
Like a limb tormented by the cold

In this world we live
death's embrace seems warmer
Here: caring more of crimes of fashion
than the tragedy of wounded souls

Awake my heart
Though the prospect's bleak
Your the only hope for world's redemption


You are plan A--
You must engage
For the rescue plan here to be set in motion

You're the soldiers on the ground,
He the commander