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DAVID STONE lyrics : "Passing the Match"

Truthfully, itʼs taken me a thousand tries, to dig around inside, and pass the match to you. It isnʼt much but itʼs enough to light a lamp or maybe two, illuminate your way.
Brother Youʼll find yourself lower, than the cool black earth, reaching skyward clawing at the dirt, until your fingers hurt, until your scars youʼve earned.
Tenaciously, Iʼve seen you conquer kingdoms, all on your own. Sure youʼve faltered, lost some won some such is a course well run.

Brother Youʼll find yourself lower, than the cool black earth, reaching skyward clawing at the dirt, until your fingers hurt, until your scars youʼve earned.
Oh what heights youʼll climb to if your mind lies where your heart is. Trust your mother, father, sisters, brother good examples lead.
Oh what journeys youʼll embark on as your heart will bend and twist. Trust your judgement donʼt be bought and sold be all you can be.

One day youʼll find yourself lower, than the cool black earth, reaching skyward clawing at the dirt, until your fingers hurt, until your scars youʼve earned.

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