The remnants of me

It's great on this side of it

You can see that God did his thing

And I don't really have time 

To think too much or remember

But it's the most peculiar 

When you are eye to eye 

With the 'you' that surrendered

To talk, to reason, to listen

But this time it isn't void

It isn't stupid, I don't shout

The reason that in the middle of

The storm I couldn't see

That I could meet again in anyone

The remnants of me.