Been caught in a downpour of a rain of stones
 Felt like an exile in the world I had known
 So I sought the shelter of my own soul
 And stayed inside

 I found [bad word] in placing blame
 I saw the hope that lay just beyond the pain
 The past is a prison and I won't wear those chains
 And I won't hide, oh no
 [bad word] 
 I will be here
 I will be strong
 I'll face my fears 
 When the night is long
 And still go on
 I will be brave
 I will be bold
 Follow my faith
 To a higher road
 And I'm not there yet
 But I will be

 I could choose to keep my feet upon the beaten path
 Never cross the open field for the one snake in the grass
 But I'd rather risk my heart then never get the chance
 To find my way, to find my way

[Repeat [bad word]