Captive by Despair and Fear

Verse 1

I know dear souls who walk through pain,

Through storms that fall like endless rain;

And though a doorway stands nearby,

They wear blindfolds and wonder why.

They sit behind the wheel each day,

While spinning tires sink in clay;

Afraid to rise, afraid to steer,

Held captive by despair and fear.

Pre-chorus

For anguish builds a heavy wall

That keeps the weary from the call;

Yet until one step is bravely made,

The soul remains where sorrow stayed.

Chorus

Sometimes the path that leads to light

Does not appear at first glance right;

A closed mind turns away too fast

And clings unto the shadowed past.

For if there is no seed of trust,

Advice will gather dust to dust;

No hand extended will be known

By hearts convinced they walk alone.

Verse 2

And this, perhaps, is simply true:

We cannot choose for others too;

No matter how we plead or care,

We cannot force them from despair.

The strongest souls are not those free

From every fear or misery;

But those who walk through lands unknown

And rise though failure chills the bone.

Chorus

Sometimes the path that leads to light

Does not appear at first glance right;

A closed mind turns away too fast

And clings unto the shadowed past.

For if there is no seed of trust,

Advice will gather dust to dust;

No hand extended will be known

By hearts convinced they walk alone.

Verse 3

The open mind, the willing heart,

Are where healing journeys start;

For courage is not born in ease,

But grows through bending with the breeze.

Chorus

Sometimes the path that leads to light

Does not appear at first glance right;

A closed mind turns away too fast

And clings unto the shadowed past.

For if there is no seed of trust,

Advice will gather dust to dust;

No hand extended will be known

By hearts convinced they walk alone.