Uneven Odds - Sleeping At Last

I once knew your father well

He fought tears as he spoke of your mother’s health

I guess a part of him just couldn’t return

Forgiveness is a lesson he cursed you to learn

As your guardian I was instructed well

To make sense of God’s love in these fires of hell

No I don’t expect you to understand

Just to live what little life your broken heart can

Maybe your light is a seed

And the darkness the dirt

In spite of the uneven odds

Beauty lifts from the earth

From the earth

From the earth

As the years move on these questions take shape

Are you getting stronger or is time shifting weight?

No one expects you to understand

Just to live what little life your mended heart can

You’ll always remember the moment God took her away

For the weight of the world was placed on your shoulders that day

Maybe your light is the seed

And the darkness the dirt

In spite of the uneven odds

Beauty lifts from the earth

From the earth

You’re much too young now

So I write these words down,

«Darkness exists to make light truly count.»