The road is dark and the road is long
You can’t even whistle a pleasant song
The road is twisting and turning uphill
You don’t think you’ll make it, you don’t have the will.
You must follow the road and find another to take
but you’re lost in your darkness, the road signs are blank.

What’s that in the distance, shining like a light?
It’s a ray of hope, cutting through the night
In the bright light stands a friend,
Standing where the road may bend
They shine and smile and point the way
Then follow behind till night turns to day.

But you then find your friend lagging behind,
Sulking and drooping and teary-eyed
You step in the light and show them the way,
Give a pat on the back and smile away.
Such is the cycle friends will follow
On the road of life we all must follow

2/20/97