To Begin Again
Dear Lord, I need a squire Turning Wheels When things are dire Gripping the cliff as try To climb higher But keep slipping in the rain In the wind I am fire Burning in me As the rain trickles atop Trying to burn me out Trying to put me to a stop If I lose this battle Will I win the war ? I keep fighting can barely take any more I don't know if I can make it Just another hundred steps Until the summit where The diamond is kept Where I can wave and scream So the rescue jet Can seem my arms See my SOS Can throw me down a line For all I want is to get away And reclaim what is mine And live the right way The rain is my tears And the wind is my fears They wear a climber down They drench the glittery gown That I wanted to wear to tea When the hot water I'm in Has steeped The dried up flower that is me Must rehydrate and reheat Till the potion of sweet roses Will be served as the curtain closes The curtain of performing survival When all I really want is thrival So I can take a bow fr...