Rivers and stones and the trees of the field, they sing in the night. And a thousand tongues lay deep in your lungs to raise to the sky. Don't lie to yourself, o my soul, love your God. Deep in your heart, you feather and tar your folly and fear - expose them all for the fools they are and the world comes clean. Don't lie to yourself, o my soul, love your God. Your worries will never love you - they'll leave you all alone. but your God will not.
