Upon the mourning

Glory Road

So pure become the blues

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For somehow of

The emptiness

A lonely grace is born

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Like the solace

Crying doves

In peaceful mourning bring

 

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Along the trail

Of broken hearts

Like stepping stones of love

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Through the sadness

And the rain

The freedom train rolls on

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While reaching deeper

For the songs

A soul still singing dreams

 

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Perhaps by faith

A brighter day

As twilight turns to Dawn

Will bring to life

Another love

Much better than the rest

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As gently waxing

Azure light

Preludes the rising sun

Where morning glories

Bold in bloom

Are blue and look the best

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