Face a mountain

How can you walk a line full of hate so long?

How can you look in ones eyes and not see pain in my heart?

Blinded by ignorance that its hard to clear my eyes to see

Tripping on rocks and hills I scar in the same places

Hoping and praying one day l'll find a way, to bright lights and sunny days.

Lying still in this grass now wishing for my last,

until the day I saw that face glaring at my eyes

He helped me up into the air and we flew into tomorrow

At this day we're still together

And his protecting all my sorrow

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 
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