The Point from The Glimmer by Mark Lipman

All my elders told me to be patient kind and true
To the path before me
And the things I have to do
And the weight slips from my hands
On a dime
Yea the weight falls to their feet
But it's mine
There's a point on the horizon
That I try to keep my eye on
Is it sinking or rising
Or is it just standing still
I wonder if I ever will
Make it there
Gather round me children know that I am one of you
Just a singing pilgrim on a ship across the blue
And the way slips from my hands
Every time
As the day lays its demands
On the line
Chorus
Every day that I wake up is a new day in the same old skin
I can try to deny it but to fight it is the only sin
‘Cause when I try to deny it, I lost my way
Every time that I fight it, I get hell to pay
Chorus

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