There are days now when I like my life
It used to be so heavy
The weight on my back always so much to bear
And now, sometimes, I have to stop for a moment to think about what's different
"Daddy has left the building"
Or my body
Or my brain
Or wherever he was living
Darkening my soul
God, that was awful
And now there is light
Oh, the old stuff comes back
There are days
Still some searching for the truth
Where do I go?
What do I do now?
All of that.
But there is light, you know?
Running through the wild flowers light
Kicking through the fall leaves light
Little kid laughing while he's rolling down the hill light
I can hear him giggle all the way from here to there
And, ain't that a wonderful thing!
I'm healing now, and I wasn't sure I would.