For what it's worth and to whom it may concern
You will see I'm trying hard not to be me
And later on you can tell I'm almost gone
I've left behind all the scenes I've called to mind

What is left is love's uncertain gift
You will see this body becoming me

Carry on you can tell where my heart is coming from
I will share when the load's too much to bear
And a Sunday psalm to remind you where you're coming from
So bury me in the cool shade of the giving tree

What is left is love's uncertain gift
You will see this body becoming me

I Am Discovered