If only I could see the light Standing far away Wishing I could run its way, Without losing all I’ve known If only I could touch the day Where I may find a path To guide me through the sullen rut Without trampling all I’ve sewn If only the stars would light my way, Yet I stumble through the dark Hoping for my thinning tether To last another day If only the light could reach me Through the ashen clouds That choke out the rays of hope In the ides of my dismay If only I could touch the height Where it all would make sense No longer falling through the brush In a canopy veiled by plight If only I could touch the night And tear it all away As all would stand and hear my call To grasp the fading light
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