The Lord God hath given me the tongue of the learned, That I should know how to speak a word in season to him that is weary. Isaiah 50:4
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Some days the best I can do is clear a path for light
Some days the best I can do is clear a path for light
     The best I can do while pinned below
     This jagged ice and blackened snow
     Is call upon what good I know
To clear a path for light
 
Some days the best I can do is clear a path for light
Some days the best I can do is clear a path for light
     You call for help but help won’t hear
     They wouldn’t, would they? Leave me here?
     Ignore the doubt. Deny the fear. 
And Clear A Path For Light.
 
My friend lives in a deserted mine, 
              He wears brokenness like a cloak.
My friend lives in a deserted mine, 
              He wears brokenness like a cloak.
My friend lives in a deserted mine.  
        Tonight, we walk to the quiet shrine
        The moon settles onto my upturned palm
        With a brilliant dusting of snow.
 
          Some days
       The best I can do
      Is clear a path
       for Light
    Clear a path for Light.