SPIRIT OF THE STAIRWAY

I think you said

Nearly dead in a booth in December

All that you fled

Years ago, now forced to remember

All that you lost

Wasted precious time by pretending

Counting the costs

Broken by the doom that’s impending

Fly by

Spirit of the stairway

Don’t you cry

Shadows aren’t cast on tomorrow

Only in time

A second chance to cross narrow bridges

Walk out of line

A rebirth lies beyond mental ditches

Fly by

Spirit of the stairway

Don’t you cry

Shadows aren’t cast on tomorrow

I think that you gave

A single token of faith to remind me

Of all that has passed

Beyond the walls of fear that confine me

Fly by

Spirit of the stairway

Don’t you cry

Shadows aren’t cast on tomorrow

Lyrics by L. Poems  copyright 1994, all rights reserved