Why are you so angry with me
I thought that we were fighting on the same side
This is not how I thought it would be
Our diversity should join us, not divide
For so long I have labored at this bridge
Built it not upon opinion, but on truth
Yet you can see it only as a ridge
And you take my words as nothing but reproof
And I'm tired-it's true
This path has turned into a winding road
But even though I'm tired, I'm not through
I'm just entering into survival mode
My mind and heart seem covered with these wounds
And right before they heal, you slash again
You aim at me, but I won't aim at you
My purpose is to love and not to win
And I'm tired-it true
My heart has been made heavy by this load
But even though I'm sad, I'm not through
I'm only entering into survival mode
And while I'm here, I will love
I will use all of the strength I have been loaned
Keep my eyes on the prize that's from above
Since, after all, this world is not my home
So until the day I enter that abode
I am waiting here in this survival mode