I stretch my hand against the Sun-
My fight, my war is almost won.
Just one more halting step.
And this hardship will be done.
Try to see through the hazy autumn sky,
Think over the fight and wonder why
I yet remain with a cause so lost-
I fear that I can't bear the cost.
Keep a palm before the Sun.
My quest, my mission's almost done.
Just one last trembling breath,
And the battle will be won.
What is it that my brothers see
That makes them bear this stoically?
Are we brave or are we blind?
Do I stride free, or stand confined?
Close my eyes against the Sun.
My fight, my quest will not be done.
No more steps or wretched gasps;
This thing cannot be won.
Look up at the fingers splayed in the sky,
And yet again I wonder why
I stand here now to await my death.
Suck in a wheezing breath.
My eyes stare straight through the evening Sun;
This war, this fight has just begun.
If not I to take these steps and gasp these choking breaths,
Who then shall fall in line to take my place in death?
Bend my head against the Sun-
I shall not leave this task undone.
The shoulders of another won't hold this care
For as long as my shoulders are bare.
My fight, my war is almost won.
Just one more halting step.
And this hardship will be done.
Try to see through the hazy autumn sky,
Think over the fight and wonder why
I yet remain with a cause so lost-
I fear that I can't bear the cost.
Keep a palm before the Sun.
My quest, my mission's almost done.
Just one last trembling breath,
And the battle will be won.
What is it that my brothers see
That makes them bear this stoically?
Are we brave or are we blind?
Do I stride free, or stand confined?
Close my eyes against the Sun.
My fight, my quest will not be done.
No more steps or wretched gasps;
This thing cannot be won.
Look up at the fingers splayed in the sky,
And yet again I wonder why
I stand here now to await my death.
Suck in a wheezing breath.
My eyes stare straight through the evening Sun;
This war, this fight has just begun.
If not I to take these steps and gasp these choking breaths,
Who then shall fall in line to take my place in death?
Bend my head against the Sun-
I shall not leave this task undone.
The shoulders of another won't hold this care
For as long as my shoulders are bare.