This Troubled Road

Oh! My brother I’ll walk with you on this troubled road yet hear the news with agitation and I would say stand firm keep hold we will not buckle nor will we fold The path is long and dusty smotes will suck all love and care from your breast but we’ll be firm and standing strong we will smite the silent foe Then gently as a flame that flickers in the cold and dark of night we will see life’s new path glisten and follow it with all our might And on that path I’ll tread beside you hand in hand with purpose clear we will reach that gleaming treasure and once again will conquer fear