The Light, it hurts
painful feeling, piercing my soul to the core
Distorted faces
Brightness shows what we [bad word] are
thin line of emerald green
Stretched tight as a fiddle string
The climb we’re making
The chance I’m taking
On the horizon, what lies ahead?

Endless Day, no further away
Where present day will never end
I [bad word] with no pain in my side
All shadows left behind

For what it’s worth
In a space so different
The gray of home could [bad word] Undeserving rescue
Offers me escape from despair
Where [bad word] from another source
And choice spans such a Great Divorce
Is the balance shifting?
Are my burdens lifting? [bad word] to Life

Watching, Waiting
Further up, and further in