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The Gospel According To Darkness - by Jane Siberry

I know there's a place that you call your own
and you're safe and warm and you feel like you're home
and the peace of it and the faith involved
and you go to say...but there's no need to explain it
still you try then you see that it's okay. you're on your own

I see you lookin' around
at the people on the street
well, things aren't what they seem.
if you push them hard enough
you'll find that most of them
do not feel worthy of love
now how did this come to be?

oh, my sweet darlin' yes? look at me
you're telling me you can't pierce
the darkness into the light? yes
can you see me? no, I cant...
can you see the figure standing on your right?
nobody. it's just darkness...
it's just darkness...
come on, I know you understand. I'm trying...

love, will you let us know when it's time
when we can leave this darkness behind?

oh, my sweet sweet darlin'... wait...
what? you know when you open up your eyes?
oh, I'm afraid there wont be anyone there
I'm beaming you all this light. wait.
something's happening...who is it?
I'm holding my sweet mama in my arms
is she dying? no, I think she's just been born
and she looks so...sweet...
and she looks so hopeful
and she looks so...trusting
she doesn't know how hard...

I know there's a place
that you call your own
and you're safe and warm
and you feel like you're home

I see you lookin' around
at the people on the street
well, things aren't what they seem.
if you push them hard enough
you'll find that most of them
do not feel worthy of love
now how did this come to be?

I know there's a place that you call your own

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