“And when all your faith is gone let it be me, if it's a friend you need let it be me”

“Lie beside me. Let me see the division of your pores. Let me see the web of scars made by your family's claws and you their furniture. Let me see the wounds that they denied. The battle ground of family life that has been your body. Let me see the bruised red lines that signal their encampment. Let me see the routed place where they are gone. Lie beside me and let the seeing be healing. No need to hide. No need for either darkness or light. Let me see you as you are.”

“All your worries will begin to end when you start letting your faith kick in!”

“Oh simple thing, where have you gone?I'm getting old and I need something to rely onSo tell me when you're gonna let me inI'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin”

“But how could you believe me? After all the thousands of times I told you I loved you, how could you let one word break your faith in me?”

“Gone for a whileHoping, always, to returnIf you will let me”