Surrender

The way you wear your life like it’s something you have won
And the way you’ve given in on the things not yet begun
I am casting about to find the right words to say
To fill your nets and calm your waves

So you can go and fight that war for a spot on which to stand
You can rape and pillage, loot and burn turn cities into sand
And you can touch the lips of Helen make war on Genghis Khan
But the Gates of Heaven still stand strong

So you want to make yourself holy and free
And love like a hurricane or a symphony
After all of this do you still wait for a sign
A potion or a line