the way is steep
The way is steep and the way is long.
I’ve caused grief and I’ve done wrong.
I walked through forests green of pine.
Now it’s time to leave them behind.
The way is hard and the air is cold,
Just how far no tongue has told.
I want to reach the one who knows.
I want to feel those arms enfold.
Oh the way is steep, steep by design.
With each step, your heart’s on that line.
The way has cut deep wounds of love.
The way leads up to the love above,
Past golden honey, past golden grain,
Past golden coins stamped in vain.
The rain has fallen sweet on my eyes.
Now I’m ready to see gold skies.
The way is dark and the way is wet,
Wide of the mark and filled with regret.
I will walk till I climb no more,
Till I’ve walked right through your door.
Through your door, through your golden door,
I want to set sail from your golden shore.
On a beach of gold under a golden sky
I’m ready to fly, I’m ready to fly
The way is long and the way is hard.
You walk your song and you end up scarred.
I’ve walked through forests green of pine.
Now it’s time to know I am thine.
Oh the way is steep, steep by design.
With each step, your heart’s on that line.