I used to love that song. Would play it, joyfully, meaning every word.
No storm will break my innermost calm
While to this rock I'm clinging...
Now no rock to cling to
Just my weak feeble puny self
With my faulty wired brain letting me down
How do I keep from crying?
My sinuses are sore from tears today
My head aches
Each time a how are you and a kind word flew my way that was it
Tap on again
And through the tears a sense of hopelessness
Will I ever get back to where I was?
A still small voice whispers through the flood
Amused, but firm, she laughs
You always do
You will sing again
be kind to yourself
Kindness will win over the tyrant brain
Let yourself live in peace once more........
How then will you keep from singing?