Nothing is colder than the winds
of change
Where the chill numbs the dreamer till a shadow remains
Among
the ruins lies your tortured soul
Was it lost there
Or did your will
surrender control?
Shivering with doubts that were
left unattended
So you toss away the cloak that you should have
mended
Don't you know by now why the chosen are few?
It's harder to
believe than not to
Harder to believe than not
to
It was a confidence that got you
by
When you know you believed it, but you didn't know why
No one imagines
it will come to this
But it gets so hard when people don't want to
listen
Shivering with doubts that you
left unattended
So you toss away the cloak that you should have
mended
Don't you know by now why the chosen are few?
It's harder to
believe than not to
Some stay paralyzed until they
succumb
Others do what they feel, but their senses are numb
Some get
trampled by the pious throng
Still they limp
along
Are you sturdy enough to move to
the front?
Is it nods of approval or the truth that you want?
And if they
call it a crutch, then you walk with pride
Your accusers have always been
afraid to go outside
They shiver with doubts that were
left unattended
Then they toss away the cloak that they should have
mended
You know by now why the chosen are few
It's harder to believe than
not to
I
believe
Steve Taylor
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