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One step at the time

Small progress seems futile

But is as valuable as life

I’m engaged to longing

With sorrow as the ring

Controlling me, denying me

My every morning is in every way

The beginning of a recreation day (recreation)

The beginning of a recreation

Time heals, but still the mourning reigns

I still breathe when the loss reminds me again

I am here

Life is fear and sorrow’s all I know

Am I in debt ‘cause so it seems

But what I owe

I don’t know

Devoured by guilt and cursed beyond control

My every morning is in every way

The beginning of a recreation day (recreation)

The beginning of a recreation

My every morning is in every way

The beginning of a recreation day...

My every morning is in every way

The beginning of a recreation day (recreation)

The beginning of a recreation

My every morning is in every way

The beginning of a recreation day...