Hands of Light
She lets him lift her with hands of light
Discarding tattered robes of darkness
Warmth penetrating her broken heart
Some promises really do come true
Discarding tattered robes of darkness
Why is it such a hard thing to do?
Some promises really do come true
We need to look well beyond ourselves
Why is it such a hard thing to do?
Strange comfort comes from the pain we hold
We need to look well beyond ourselves
Listen for the sound of a gentle knock
Strange comfort comes from the pain we hold
Suitcases that are too heavy to hold
Listen for the sound of a gentle knock
He promises to take them away
Suitcases that are too heavy to hold
Warmth penetrating her broken heart
He promises to take them away
She lets him lift her with hands of light
Copyright © Richard Lamoureux | Year Posted 2014
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