You may find that there's a loving voice
That sustains you in dark places
And though you want to lay your burden down
You remember loving faces
A tent and silver charcoal tray
Is all that it would take
But there are fragile loving hearts
And without you they would beak
You may find that if truth be told
You don't know what you're doing
But you do know that the next best step
Is to help those who are losing
To put a smile on just one face
Justifies the steps you're taking
It doesn't matter what you make
So long as you're creating
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