The comfort zone: Risking nothing at all, You leaf through the seasons, Waltzing half your life away.
Insurance everywhere From famine and plague, From Judas's friendship, From Pilate's domain.
Calculated precisely: Each step, every thought, But me, you see, I'm sickened By a life without risk.
No challenge unheeded, No burden refused, But someone stepped from the ledge In that very same moment…
He who has ears Let him heed these words: Those who save their souls— Shall lose them.
