Light of Love

Love is a steady hum that resonates slow but lifts up past the dull, the ache, the dark mistakes that once was made many years ago. 

Kids will grow up hard; learn the right things, do the wrongs things. 

Just know the things we learn is who we are so take us lightly when we fall.

 

Love is a beating drum that pounds and pounds the breath right out, and takes all of the damaged parts, and mends itself from all the pain we've caused.

 

In our hearts, if it gets too hard, if the world becomes too much, let our love devour the darkest parts.

 

Cold is a fickle scope that sets its sights on you and I and try's to pry its shyness in the core of all the warmth inside our hearts.

But cold is not to blame for wanting warmth and love to sooth its pain that stings so deeply now. 

Why can't the pain just suddenly subside?!

 

In our hearts, if it gets too hard, if the world becomes too much, let our love devour the darkest parts.

 

Darkness is a hole that catches our foot as we grow old and gray, the clay we sink our hands into can often seem so cold, but cheer up child 'cause it's just your own mold. 

Your soul will lead you down the road.

 

In our hearts, if it gets too hard, if the world becomes too much, let our love devour the darkest parts.