Broken
Walk well my brother....and you will never fall.Walk well my sister, walk strong and tall.
You journey on a course, no one else can even see.
You walk well my child, for you it is meant to be.
Only few will find well this narrow way.
The broken and contrite heart, makes it through another day.
Love dies and yet love... it is awake...
So beautiful and so much, like each snow flake.
One melts away, and can not any more be found.
Pulled down from the heavens so softly to the ground.
As a tear runs down like gentle rain upon your cheek.
Walk on my brother, this climb is for the meek.
For the lonely and the desperate who cry deep inside.
A day is coming for this damaged one to be the bride.
The seed is broken as you lay beneath the earth.
The Sun warms the ground and brings you to your birth.
Walk on my child and awaken, for you have only been asleep.
Open up your heart and eternal life will you reap.
God and Satan fight for you... your soul it is to keep?
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