Every Thing Will Be Okay

gny

Compositor: gny

Don’t you find it ironic
That the world is rough to us?
Sharp around the edges
Even though it’s round
And your mind is faltering
Circling the pain and doubt
I’ll be your silver lining
Through your darkest cloud

I know, my dear, the path is sometimes treacherous
And you see no hope in this
Like all of the weight of the world’s on your shoulders
And every step is poison, but you should know
If you hold my hand, you’ll never be alone

Don’t you find it ironic
That the world is rough to us?
Sharp around the edges
Even though it’s round
And your mind is faltering
Circling the pain and doubt
I’ll be your silver lining
Through your darkest cloud