Set your sights on what you need,
Give yourself the chance to bleed,
Lead me not into your night,
Allow your soul to see my light,
Feel my heart within your grasp,
Free yourself from dirt and ash,
Shoes worn out and tattered holes,
To glory, love and fields of gold,
Trust yourself to move ahead,
Lay not in your messy bed,
Believe yourself, what will it take,
To lead you down your road to fate.
Jay Lane
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