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The Long Road


Shuffling past, weight too much to bare Somedays it really gets to me, knowing that no one cares But then through those gray skies, something beautiful appears That keeps me smiling through all the tears To know there is a future beyond this mess And that there is a safe place somewhere to rest That when I get there there will be no more pain No more loss no more sorrow pushing on through the rain I stand tall for I know I will conquer this night. To stand and to fight. Shuffling forward endlessly in the cold, Hoping yours was a hand I could hold.
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