Hope can be the last flame from a dying lighter,
And on some nights nothing shines brighter
But on a clear night a flame can be seen from miles away,
And I've been the one holding the candle, so believe me when I say
It gets better. It has before, and it always will.
Even if your life is at a complete stand still
Don't blow out that light, you'll need it to see
That things are exactly where it needs to be.
Ignite your soul with it, keep your eyes open.
You don't always know when you'll see that hope again.
Jan 24, 2014
Jan 24, 2014 at 5:29 PM UTC
Hope can be the last flame from a dying lighter,
And on some nights nothing shines brighter
But on a clear night a flame can be seen from miles away,
And I've been the one holding the candle, so believe me when I say
It gets better. It has before, and it always will.
Even if your life is at a complete stand still
Don't blow out that light, you'll need it to see
That things are exactly where it needs to be.
Ignite your soul with it, keep your eyes open.
You don't always know when you'll see that hope again.
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