"I've been running from fear for some time."
She says to me, "What are you talking about?"
"Well, I've been running from the consequences of my sin, without a doubt. Crashing down and tossing like the sea. You know this isn't me, I should be the stronger one." She replies to me, "This time, what are we dealing with? Can you spell it out?"
"I've been struggling with the ways in which I please myself, before I please the Lord. I've falling away, but I'm still running. I've fallen away, I'm still running. I've fallen away, I'm still running the race."
The conversation ends with this line, "I can't do this alone, will you help me out? Because life's much harder when you're running through it by yourself."
"No, you're not alone."
"I've fallen away, but I'm still running the race."
