BEN BOSTICK

In this dark night it’s too hard for me to say

If the rays of hope will shine again someday

And if I might be spared as the tempest starts to swell

At this point it’s just too dark to tell

 

Was the stars guided me to God’s shores

Was the devil set me drifting once more

Will these clouds ever lift and the map again reveal

At this point it’s just too dark to tell

 

If these green eyed blues would lighten up

If my nature would shake this wicked spell

If this midnight sky would brighten up

If my ears could hear a voice saying all will be well

Then all is well, all is well

 

I once was found, but now again I’m lost

On merciless waves I am tossed

I would tell you of His grace, and how it was I fell

But some tales are just too dark to tell

 

If these green eyed blues would lighten up

If my nature would shake this wicked spell

If this midnight sky would brighten up

If my ears could hear a voice saying all will be well

Then all is well, all is well

 

I once was found, but now again I’m lost

On merciless waves I am tossed

I would tell you of His grace, and how it was I fell

But some tales are just too dark to tell