Able

There's a host of hurts we come across

None of which alike

From the air inside the birthing room

To the darkness where we die

Though I feel I'm just as strong as any man I know

I'm not able on my own

Carry round the secrets

Only heaven knows

Crawl into our darkened rooms where only victims go

Though I feel I'm strong enough to carry all this load

I'm not able on my own

All my actions, false or true

Selfish motives I will use

We were born with knives in hand

Trained to kill our fellow man

If we're not better than the rest

How will children do their best

Find your patience, find your truth

Love is all we have to lose

I'm not able on my own