Running stitches round a hem
Running down and up again
Piecing quilts and piecing dreams
Mending hearts and mending seams
Sewing love in many ways
Sowing seeds for future days
Pinning patterns for a shirt
Pinning plans that somehow work
Cutting fabric, cutting losses
Patching tears and patching bruises
Basting hopes in fragile strings
Basing faith on unseen things
The ache was only a mirror
A hard glass wall of fear
A trick of the light
To obscure my sight
And keep only sorrow near
The wish was only a star
A twinkling glow afar
A promise of light
That blinks out of sight
A distracting repertoire
The life was only an act
A shell with stuffing packed
A play thing too light
To keep within sight
And let me keep hiding from fact
How do I find the way from here
Past this pain and the chain of fear?
Why is the cliff edge taunting so near
Rutted track as I try to steer
Threatening all that I once saw clear?
Sun turns to mist and stars to mist
Shards of ice in a trembling fist
Eyes that yet burn with frozen tear
Search for answers in troubled past
Hope to find a way home at last
Here I wait for the light of dawn
Fighting through til the fog is gone
No matter what, I will hold on
Through this painful ponderous load
No matter what, I will go on
No matter how long is the road
I set out to find my way
Many years ago
I stumbled, fell so many times
There’s one thing I know
That every road I traveled down
Took me forward, further on
No matter just how lost I was
There always came the dawn
I look back on all the time
It took to get here
I wish I could have seen the plan
Through each long, hard year
But I just smile on days long gone
All the things I’ve seen and done
And turn to face the road ahead
Always toward the sun
Hope cries like the bird at night
Starting to sing before dawn
Fighting the dark’s chains of doubt
Finding a limb to cling upon
Undoubting the fact of light
Even when the last star is gone
Hope fights like the ship at sea
Rowing just as hard as they can
Unwilling to admit defeat
Despite the great dark ocean span
Fixing on the beam of light
That promises there is still land
Hope stands like the flower strong
Beaten down by the pouring rain
Seeing through the endless storm’s
Driving torrents and crushing pain
Still holding its head up high
With faith the sun will shine again
