You work to be loved
You love to be known
You know how to hurt
You hurt on your own
But your soul is a desert
You’ve dried up the pools
That’ve kept you alive
They were never intended
For long-term survival
Your soul is a desert
And your eyes are an ocean flooding over the levees
The storms keep coming before you are ready
Oh, and they’re taking the whole place down to the seed
‘Til all that you have is all that you need. 

(she has a player on her website with this song on it, and others worth listening to!)