The Sky

I feel I’m destined for loneliness
So what can I do
Some days I’m lost and not found by love
What can I say

But the wind will be my comforter
And the moon will be my guide
And the water on the lakeshore
Will chatter by my side
And the trees will be my confidant
And the ducks will know my voice
I will not be lonely
As long as the sky fills me with hope

The tears run down my face
my heart no longer quakes
Suddenly everything I have is not my own
My soul is filling up with love
that runs much deeper than my blood
that helps me be a different man
than the lonely messed up fool I’ve been
than the one who was use to hurt within

I remember the hard times
But now I know what hope looks like

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