A song inspired by a good friend scythed down (temporarily) by depression.
Lyrics
An open book is subject to the elements
That push us down, force us down, keep us below ground
An open book shares its courage and love
All it needs’ safe hands to understand it
It never helped when the sky brightened
And all the candles needed lighting
I couldn’t fight my darkness until you
A man is made by what he can overcome
Even beaten down, hopelessly with no direction
A man is saved by who can help him become
More than he could believe he would ever be
Chorus
We’re just trying to believe
We’re still trying to believe
I am trying to believe
