Forging a way in the darkness
on a single beam of light,
tracing the mountain’s razor ridge
capped in a silvery white,
got a dark road still to walk along
before the dawn scatters the night…
Words from the Jagged Edge of Truth
Forging a way in the darkness
on a single beam of light,
tracing the mountain’s razor ridge
capped in a silvery white,
got a dark road still to walk along
before the dawn scatters the night…
Forging a way in the darkness
by a single beam of light,
beside the razor edge of the mountain
capped in a silvery white,
got to keep the miles turning
until the dawn breaks through the night.
Find this life,
search it out
with all the fire
you possess;
sell your possessions,
forsake your own way,
give your whole heart,
for to find this life
is your birthright.