Trust me, I've been there, I've looked, I've searched and I know now, that there are no answers to be found in the bottom of a bottle or on the edge of a blade! Fighting Hard, Recovering, Rebuilding, REBORN. Moving on from addiction to a new life.
And if I’ve made it through the winter Then grown throughout the spring Then am I ready for the coming summer To let my fruit show His love preserved my soul His peace saw me through it all His grace so my life break through At the coming of the spring Now it’s up to me To show the fruit is ready To be gathered beneath the summer sun
Let the darker nights begin to fall As brighter mornings Bring new life Let the flowers break The blankets of white snow I long to hear the birds sing At the coming of the dawn Can this emptiness drift away As the sun lights up the sky Can this anguish be buried Beneath the joy spring can bring So I can grow And rise from this shrivelled life To new beginnings To new moments That can define who I’ll be Lord be with me through the autumn Lord stay with me through harsh winters And be with me when I taste The fresh of the spring When all comes to life And I can breathe again
I wake within the dark To face another day One where light is scarce And outside seeks to freeze the soul This heart it feels the cold Numbed by the touch of winters fingers In darkness I return home After working to the bone And I hide myself away Before I face another day When will this all end? Will spring ever come again? As I flounder in the darkness And within the frosts of life I pray the light will rise again To bring new life to what is dying All the leaves have blown away This place is oh so barren Yet here still I hide Hidden from the word In the coldness of this life
As the leaves fall Breaking free of their branches So does another tear Born out of the fear Of the darker time to come Falling to the floor As autumn reaches it peak Slowly fading to winter Where light is hard to find And the hope is washed away By the coming autumn rain As the leaves pile up So do the tears well This fear ever growing Now the winter is near to come
Here I long to feel the gentle pulse Of the ever flowing stream These roots have been exposed so long They’ve dried up in the drought I hear You say it will soon be over To trust that prosperity will come But all I see is the dry river bed That long since carried the stream So here I am ready to bear fruit When the season turns once more No longer to be exposed to the drought But to dance in the living waters So I trust in You, my Lord And renew my faith in You, my God In hope that come the new season We all will dance in the streams with You