Nothing Left But Love At the lockdown psychiatric hospital The hospitality was hostile But I met a Russian ballerina there Who taught me to care and not to care It took the darkness for me to look and see What it took from not to be to be The hard way is how I learned what I know now Having become an old man somehow They tell me I used to be somebody but Then the world turned upside down for me When I fell through a crack in society Not up to be upside down I fell Not up to me until I bounced out of hell To become somebody lesser-than More or less who nonetheless do what I can Like I did when I got rid of what Appeared to be but apparently was not Or what conveniently got rid of Me agreeing between us to disagree Leaving me with nothing left but love Haunted to recall what I learned the hard way Love is all I wanted anyway Steven Curtis Lance