It's not a man nor a woman
There's no one in the sky, counting our sins
Forgiving our misdeeds, no one denouncing
Or immortalizing
There's no right or wrong, it all lacks a motive
State of affairs, a sheer force of will
Is our navigator, we run our own risks
No parachutes, no shelter
We're behind the wheel
We decide ourselves which way to pull
What our faith contains and
How to relate to our crossroads
No god may be aching
But grief alone may gather
One life may be a painful truth
But life alone may relieve