| I was angry with myself. |
| I was lost and confused
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| There wasn’t an unkind word or spiteful thought I hadn’t used
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| All the anger I carried was bound to explode
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| I was walking in a rage down a long hard road
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| (Cho:)
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| O Corrymeela, I need to rest myself
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| I need to discover myself again
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| O Corrymeela, I need a peaceful vision
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| O let my only decision be to lay down my sorrows
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| There were times when I was right
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| There were times when I was wrong
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| I couldn’t feel one way about anything for very long
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| The blame for all my troubles pointed everywhere but me
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| I was as full of hate as any one you’ll ever see
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| (Cho:)
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| Just to feel the anger leaving me
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| Just to let the burning bitterness die
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| O show me the sea, let its music heal me
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| Show me a field where I can lie
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| I was tearing myself apart
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| I was my own worst enemy
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| There didn’t seem to be an answer to my misery
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| I knew that I was wrong and I was sure that I was right
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| I was cursing the darkness and blowing out the light
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| (Cho:) |