Come Walk with Me

Lonesome traveler alone in life, Journeys through the land alone, Seeking help from up above. Weary eyes peer through wilds of strife, But nowhere in the long, dark night, Does he behold his heart’s delight. A battered man slips into troubled sleep, And dreams within his hidden soul, He stands upon an open knoll. Thrust onto the edge of oblivion, He gazes through an open door, Upon a sight not dreamed before. Come and walk with me, We’ll find a path to follow. There’s so much we can see, The world is ours to know. Shadows crawl behind us slow, Old regrets that never die. But the wind begins to shift, and low, A silent promise in the sky. So step with me through broken stone, Where memories rise like winter smoke. We’ll carry what we can alone, And share the weight of what we broke. Come and walk with me, We’ll find a path to follow. Though night is deep, we see A faint and distant glow. There’s so much we can be, Even in sorrow’s shadow. Come take this step with me. The world is ours to know. La la la la la…