Photographs of a time past
Things that I've overcome - or they are far
Hell's passed, hell's done
Heaven lied there, hidden all the time
I can see it clear - and it gives me peace
My past is seen with new-old eyes
Everything fits, at last!

Now I lived it, I can sing it
The pain left a scar, so I caress it with my hand
The pain is gone - but always leaves a track
Photographs that come to my mind
of what is, what it was