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"In this broken place where I was born, it seems there is no peace.
And the very soil we walk upon is filled with tears that never cease.
And you can trace the scars of hopelessness like sweat upon the backs
of all the outcast and down-trodden, water slips through cracks...
Hold on, hold tight.
And I am overwhelmed with grief to see such suffering,
For those who lack the voice to speak, all those of us left stuttering.
May this not prevail, dear Lord, your love will never fail.
And these frail hands, they tremble as they pen perhaps their last.
And these weak words can never say what cannot be surpassed.
When the concrete of the world becomes too cumbersome to lift,
and the cataracts of fear and doubt cloak truth beyond what we can sift,
and darkness, darkness bleeds its way, when crippling anguish clouds our sight,
the ghosts of dusk have bared their teeth and set their claws to bring the night...
Hold on, hold tight.
Darkness can't perceive the light, though lightlessness has chilled us numb,
and though its wings may cloud the skies, the dark shall never overcome.
Light of the world, your love has never failed.
And these frail hands, they tremble as they pen perhaps their last.
And these weak words can never say what cannot be surpassed.
I need your love, and most of all I want to feel your peace.
I need your love. Let everything that you are not decrease."
-"These Frail Hands" by Brave Saint Saturn
This song meant a lot to me when I saw the immense suffering my mum had to go through before she passed away last year. And when I think of her frail hands that penned a note to me in the last days of her life. I try and hold on, hold tight. Its not easy. Life is so hard. I get so confused. The lies all seem so true. So often the cataracts of fear and doubt cloak truth beyond what I can sift. And crippling anguish clouds my sight. It remains to be seen how long I can hold on, hold tight...
"They shall have stars at elbow and foot.
Though they go mad, they shall be saved.
Though they sink through the sea, they shall rise again.
Though lovers be lost, love shall not.
And death shall have no dominion..."
And the very soil we walk upon is filled with tears that never cease.
And you can trace the scars of hopelessness like sweat upon the backs
of all the outcast and down-trodden, water slips through cracks...
Hold on, hold tight.
And I am overwhelmed with grief to see such suffering,
For those who lack the voice to speak, all those of us left stuttering.
May this not prevail, dear Lord, your love will never fail.
And these frail hands, they tremble as they pen perhaps their last.
And these weak words can never say what cannot be surpassed.
When the concrete of the world becomes too cumbersome to lift,
and the cataracts of fear and doubt cloak truth beyond what we can sift,
and darkness, darkness bleeds its way, when crippling anguish clouds our sight,
the ghosts of dusk have bared their teeth and set their claws to bring the night...
Hold on, hold tight.
Darkness can't perceive the light, though lightlessness has chilled us numb,
and though its wings may cloud the skies, the dark shall never overcome.
Light of the world, your love has never failed.
And these frail hands, they tremble as they pen perhaps their last.
And these weak words can never say what cannot be surpassed.
I need your love, and most of all I want to feel your peace.
I need your love. Let everything that you are not decrease."
-"These Frail Hands" by Brave Saint Saturn
This song meant a lot to me when I saw the immense suffering my mum had to go through before she passed away last year. And when I think of her frail hands that penned a note to me in the last days of her life. I try and hold on, hold tight. Its not easy. Life is so hard. I get so confused. The lies all seem so true. So often the cataracts of fear and doubt cloak truth beyond what I can sift. And crippling anguish clouds my sight. It remains to be seen how long I can hold on, hold tight...
"They shall have stars at elbow and foot.
Though they go mad, they shall be saved.
Though they sink through the sea, they shall rise again.
Though lovers be lost, love shall not.
And death shall have no dominion..."