And we return to surrender, we return to fight,
To keep warm inside her beauty just another night.
We’re going to turn back the tape to where the music starts,
We’re going to feel the cost of living in our fingers and hearts.
We’re going back to the place where the river begins,
We going to break until the tears have burned away the sins
We’re wanna lose ourselves and learn to make love again,
We here to finish what we start, we’re going to rip this all apart,
We’re going to press against the sky until we see our mother’s face.

(Jason Webley, The Cost Of Living, 2007)