This is probably the song I had first for this album - in fact it might have even been written just as the last one was being finalised. I wanted to write a song about making a difference in the world - something I often think about, aspire to, but am aware I'm not all that good at.

We have a postcard on the wall of our downstairs toilet, with a quote from Martin Luther King Jr. "Where are the extremists for love and grace?" What a great phrase, and a great challenge. When the media is full of talk of extremists, and countering extremism, maybe the answer isn't moderation, homogenisation and a suspiscion of passion, but to go to the other extreme. To go all out for loving people, forgiving people, valuing people.

There are so many situations that need our help, our money, our prayers, our attention that it can sometimes feel overwhelming.

I wrestle with some of this stuff, because my life is essentially quite safe, quite middle class and easy. There's a real danger of hypocrisy when people like me start singing about this stuff, but sometimes it's not easy to know what practically we can do. And I guess that's what I'm really singing about. It's all too easy to think any difference we could make is insignificant, but down that way cynicism lies.

It's about a breaking heart, the foolishness that shames "wisdom", and the possibility that the little we give can be multiplied by someone whose heart is also breaking.