On a winding road I go.
Dark and cold is this road.
The shadows grow and the whipping wind whistles,
Which way should I go?
Straight and narrow road I go.
Peace and love fill my soul.
No path is easy, no path is clear.
Crack and bend under pressure I fear.
Follow the brightness, let the happiness guide each step.
Whispers of encouragement
breathed so gently never holding us back.
Love and spirit fill those cracks,
making us stronger, giving us strength to fight back.
Never alone on this road you go.
On this road, we call life, never alone we go.
- Myself, Brianne (:
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