Lesser Known Saint

04. A Rest Along The Way

From the album The Lines of History

Lyrics

Each in his season
Slights the reason prudence brings

Set on my tempered skin,
Cut by the cold wind,
Offers little site
Of comfort through the night

Each in his reason
Slights the season freedom springs

Left baring my marred heart
Come a drum in part
A piece to beat upon
But lacking perception

Fate, for every passion’s sake,
Provides another bond
To stress until it breaks
And strive to move beyond

A place to rest your burden, trust you belong

And yet, Fate
Provides another bond
To stress until it breaks
And strive to move beyond

Treading each other’s healing
We pave a path unyielding
Responsible for ceding, we

Bear the loss of love


Notes

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