Lyrics

Just when you're ready to damn hope
and bless despair,
Grace arrives and pulls your eyes up to the sky,

*and there she goes,
flying away on the wings of a prayer;
petals of a sunflower floating in air.

Screams of "how? " and "why?" echo in the heart,
but the music of her voice,
or a vision in a dream
plays a healing part, *.

Haunted by images that come without warning,
there is safety
in an ease with sorrow *.