THE GENTLE
Disclaimer: I don't own the Pevensie's, I do own the books and DVD's though.
Authors Note: I would like to thank everyone for their lovely reviews, I'm glad you liked the story, it will definitely start to get more interesting now that they are in Narnia, there will be a lot more tension between the Pevensie's and we will slowly start to see Susan change. Anyway I would like to thank Just A Little Bit Dramatic for being awesome, keep rocking on and to everyone else out there who has read my stories, favourited, alerted, you guys kick ass!
Episode Six: The Beginnings Of An Adventure.
Susan stood up and stepped past the tree branches, as did Peter with the similar gob-smacked expression upon his face.
"Impossible." She gasped as she looked around at the white woods that had all along been in the wardrobe, she didn't even notice Lucy and Edmund had followed her and Peter out of the wardrobe.
"Don't worry, I'm sure it's just your imagination." Lucy said breaking Susan out of her trance, she turned and stared at Lucy, for once not sure what to do, she didn't know wether to send them all back, to apologize to Lucy, let Peter do it or don't say anything at all.
"I- I don't suppose say we're sorry, would quite cover it." Peter stammered out and Lucy smiled sadly, stepping forward. Susan merely stared at her anticipating Lucy's next motion.
"No, it wouldn't," she said sadly, Susan felt her heart sink "but that might!" She added before pegging a snow ball and hitting him square in the face, Susan watched shocked, a smile forming on her lips, she watched as Peter picked up a snow ball and threw it at Lucy, hitting her right on the side of face, she gasped and turned away. Susan couldn't help herself, she had to indulge in this child-like fun, she picked up some snow and starting randomly throwing it, hoping to hit either of her siblings when suddenly she noticed Edmund as she hit him in the arm and Lucy hit Susan.
"Ow!" Edmund said rubbing his arm as the others noticed him "stop it." he added 'he was lying! Of all the things!' Susan thought angrily and a little disappointed, this was so like Edmund to do something horrid like this and especially to poor Lucy.
"You little liar!" Peter said suddenly, glaring at Edmund as Lucy stared at him sadly.
"You didn't believe her either." Edmund tried to defend himself, Susan felt the anger well up insider her, it was true she and Peter hadn't believed Lucy but they hadn't been in Narnia before now.
"Apologize to Lucy." Peter ordered simply but all Edmund did was stare at her before looking back at Peter.
"Say your sorry!" Peter said stepping dangerously towards him, Susan placed her hand up to stop him but watched as Edmund looked at Peter shocked and a little frightened before looking at Lucy.
"All right, I'm sorry." he said and Peter glanced back at Lucy who's face looked emotionless.
"That's alright, some little children just don't know when to stop pretending." She said with a smugness airing in her voice and Susan glanced back at the wardrobe.
"Oh very funny." Edmund scoffed derisively.
"Maybe we should go back." She suggested, it was awfully cold and Susan didn't feel safe in such an unfamiliar place.
"But shouldn't we at least take a look around?" Edmund suggested glancing around the woods, Susan glanced at Peter, ready to let him make the decision.
"I think Lucy should decide."
Lucy smiled brightly "I'd like you all to meet Mr. Tumnus!" she said with eagerness and happiness written all through her voice and Susan glanced down, she was hoping that Peter would have agreed with her sensible reasoning for wanting to go back but of course he hadn't.
"Well than Mr. Tumnus it is!" Peter said with a laugh in his voice before walking back into the wardrobe and Susan rubbed her arm.
"But we can't go hiking in the snow, dressed like this!" she pointed out, hoping that would change Peter's mind but her heart sank as Peter walked out, four fur coats in his arms.
"No, but I'm sure the Professor wouldn't mind us using these!" he said handing a coat to Lucy and walking back to Susan "anyway if you think about it logically, we're not even taking them out of the wardrobe." he said handing one to Susan, smirking discreetly at her while Susan glared back, taking the coat.
She watched as Peter handed Edmund a rather feminine looking grey and black coat to Edmund.
"But that's a girls coat!" he cried not taking it.
"I know." Peter said simply before shoving the coat into Edmund's arm, Edmund sighed annoyed and placed the coat on as did Susan and the rest of her siblings.
"It's just this way, it isn't very far, oh how Mr. Tumnus is going to be delighted in meeting you!" Lucy cried joyfully before skipping into the woods, closely followed by Edmund and Peter and Susan trailed quietly behind them, she didn't feel safe here, it was to quiet, to tranquil, nothing like a supposed happy woods was suppose to be and it was so cold, surely somewhere safe wouldn't be this cold.
"Su, hurry up!" Peter called a little ahead of her, she sighed and ran to catch up with them, not wanting to fall behind in unfamiliar territory.
They venture quietly into the woods, Susan glanced up as did Peter and Lucy as they walked to a glowing lamppost, it looked so odd, in the middle of a woods here, why was it there? Of all places, Susan shook her head and kept walking, she had to admit the scenery was very beautiful and entrancing, she glanced up smiling as they all trudged through the snow.
Susan watched as Peter fell down hill and into the snow, laughing, she smiled little and struggled to walk down the hill, trying to look as ladylike and as graceful as possible.
"Wait until you meet Mr. Tumnus!" Lucy cried excitedly as they all rounded a corner, that no doubt to this Mr. Tumnus home "he will offer us all lots and lots of warmth." She said as she walked ahead of them.
"Lots and lots of lovely food, and we'll have lots and lots of…" she started to say but stopped when both she, Susan and their brothers caught sight of a home, the door had been broken down, it mustn't have always been like this since Lucy had stopped talking and was staring at the door in shock.
"Lu?" Peter asked concerned before Lucy gasped and ran into the house.
"Lucy!" Peter yelled, Susan chased after her as did Peter and Edmund 'what has happened!' Susan thought worried as she ran into the home and Lucy looked around shocked, furniture had been destroyed, china smashed to the ground and windows broken.
"Who would do something like this?" Lucy said quietly as she looked around the once humble room.
Susan turned when she heard the cracking of glass, she turned and saw that Edmund had stepped on a photograph, Peter shot him a nasty look before walking over and snatching a piece of parchment that had been stuck to the wall, Susan felt her heart rate quicken, what had happened here?
"The Faun Tumnus is hereby charged with High Treason against Her Imperial Majesty, Jadis, Queen of Narnia, for comforting her enemies and fraternizing with humans. Signed Maugrim, Captain of The Secret Police. Long Live the Queen." Peter said as he read it over, he placed the parchment by his side as panic seeped through Susan, they should have never come here 'we must leave before we are kidnapped!' she thought.
"All right, now we really should go!" She said boldly and Lucy looked sadly at her.
"But what about Mr. Tumnus?" She asked looking up at her and she sighed, there wasn't really much they could do for Lucy's friend.
"If he was arrested just for being with a human, I don't think there is much we can do!" she said logically, glancing at Peter for her support.
"You don't understand do you? I'm the human! She must have found out he helped me!"
"Maybe we could call the police," Peter suggested and Susan stared at him shocked.
"These are the police!" She argued angrily, why weren't they listening to her?
"Don't worry Lu, we'll think of something." Peter said placing a comfort arm on Lucy's shoulder, Susan sighed angrily, she just wished they would for once listen to her logical reasoning.
"Why?" Edmund said suddenly, Susan and her other siblings looked up at him "I mean, he's a criminal!" he added and Susan sighed, she didn't want to go after this Mr. Tumnus fellow but she didn't think of him as a criminal, he had saved Lucy from a perilous fate.
"Psst!" Susan heard something suddenly say, she looked to the door and saw only a small bird sitting in the tree, it looked as if it had made the sound, but it couldn't be, it was a bird, birds couldn't make sounds other than music and whistles.
"Did that bird just psst us?" Susan asked looking at Peter who looked shocked as Lucy stared walking towards the creature, Peter followed her, followed by Susan and than Edmund.
As they walked out they heard the rustling of shrubs and Susan felt the fear enter her, she walked closer to Peter and placed a hand on his shoulder, Peter grabbed her fingers and held them protectively on his shoulder while Lucy grabbed onto the waist of Susan's coat as they all glanced nervously about, afraid of what might appear in this strange land 'this isn't very good, it's too quiet!' Susan thought anxiously, when suddenly a beaver appeared, Susan sighed as Peter let go of her fingers and Lucy dropped her hands from Susan's waist.
"It's… It's a beaver." Lucy said, stating the obvious and Susan resisted the urge to roll her eyes, like they didn't know that already, Peter stepped forward to the creature as Susan stayed behind with Lucy and Edmund.
"Here boy," Peter said clicking his tongue as the beaver remained in it's spot "here boy," he said again clicking his tongue and placing his hand out for the creature to smell, it stared at it before standing on it's hind legs.
"Well I ain't gonna smell it, if that's what you want." It said suddenly causing Susan's eyes to widen along with Lucy and Edmund while Peter backed away from it slightly.
"Oh, sorry." Peter said walking back next to Susan and Lucy.
"Lucy Pevensie?" He asked, Lucy stopped smiling and stepped towards the creature, Susan tried her hardest to stop herself from pulling Lucy back, could he be trusted?
"Yes?" She asked, the beaver pulled out a white handkerchief and Susan recognised it as the one her Auntie Alberta had gotten Lucy for Christmas last year, how had the beaver gotten it?
"Yes?" Lucy asked before the beaver handed her the handkerchief, Lucy stared at it before realization hit her.
"Hey, that's the hankie I gave to Mr. Tum-"
"Mr. Tumnus, he got it to me just before they took him." the beaver spoke kindly and Susan felt her heart sink, something terrible had happened to Mr. Tumnus, more than getting kidnapped.
"Is he alright?" Lucy asked concerned
"Further in." The beaver whispered before scurrying off. Lucy went to follow him along with Peter, Susan stepped forward and grabbed him by the shoulder, stopping him. What was he doing? He was going to follow this creature.
"What are you doing!" She cried out, angry and frustrated.
"She's right, how do we know we can trust him?" Edmund said stepping up next to Susan, Susan silently thanked her little brother for once agreeing with her.
"He said he knows the faun." Peter said with a small shrug.
"He's a beaver, he shouldn't be saying anything!" Susan said angrily.
"Everything all right?" The beaver asked popping his head from behind a pile of snow, Peter turned back to him and sighed.
"Yes, we were just talking." He explained simply.
"That's left better for safer quarters." the beaver whispered quietly before turning away.
"He means the trees." Lucy said glancing around nervously. Susan and Edmund shared an maddened glance as Peter shrugged simply before taking Lucy's hand and following the beaver.
Susan sighed angrily as she followed her brother and sister, who were following the beaver, Susan still didn't trust the small creature but yet she still trailed after her siblings, Edmund walking behind her 'I don't see why we can't just go back, with actual humans and not talking animals!' Susan thought annoyed as they all trudged through the snow, still following the beaver.
They all walked through the middle of two large cliffs, Susan didn't feel safe here, it was a little to dark and hostile, it was freezing and the snow was starting to go through her shoes into her feet.
"Come on, we don't want to be caught out here after nightfall!" the beaver called as he trotted a little ahead of them, Susan sighed and sped up a little as did Lucy, Edmund and Peter, she wanted nothing more than to go home and sit in front of the warm fire and sip hot chocolate. They suddenly stopped at a top of a cliff, Susan looked to see what they were looking at, it was a small home in the middle of a frozen lake, it did look rather welcoming and smoke was rising from the small chimney.
"Ah, blimey! It looks like the old girl has got the kettle on, nice cup o' Rosy Lee." He said with a small laugh in his voice as they still stared at the small home.
"It's lovely," Lucy commented and the Beaver looked away, a little embarrassed.
"It's merely a trifle, still plenty to do, ain't quite finished yet, it'll look the business when it is, though." He said as they all started walking down the hill towards the home, Susan smiled as she breathed in the scent of fresh tea as they got nearer and nearer to the small home.
"Beaver, is that you?" Susan heard a warm woman's voice calling "I've been worried sick! If I find you've been out with Badger again I-" she started to say as she walked out, she was a small, round little beaver that look very maternal and caring, Susan trusted her immediately, just like she was beginning to trust Mr. Beaver "Oh, well those aren't Badgers, oh I thought I'd live to see this day!" She cried out happily.
She glanced at Mr. Beaver and than glanced down at her fur "look at my fur, you couldn't have given me ten minutes warning!" She scolded him and Mr. Beaver glanced back at Susan and her siblings.
"I'd have given a week if I thought it would've helped!" He said chuckling, Susan smiled along with Lucy and Peter.
"Oh, come inside, and see if we can't get you some food, and some civilized company." She said before walking back into her dam, Susan beamed and followed the small creature, ducking as to not hit her head on the roof.
"Now, careful, watch your step." Mr. Beaver called concerned as Lucy and Peter followed Susan into the cozy looking home.
"Excuse the mess, can't get Mr. Beaver to get out his chair." She said looking away embarrassed but Susan smiled reassuringly at her and she smiled back. Edmund soon joined them along with Mr. Beaver.
"Dear would you be able to get the kettle?" Mrs. Beaver asked to Susan as Peter and Lucy sat at the small table and Edmund sat on the steps, away from them, like usual.
"Of course, is it just over there?" She asked glancing towards the small stove, Mrs. Beaver nodded and Susan walked over to the, still having to duck.
"Oh and do take those blasted coats off!" Mrs. Beaver said "they must be an awful bother." she added and Susan sighed in relief as she removed her jacket as did her other siblings, Mrs. Beaver placed them all in a corner, out their way.
As Susan sat back down, the boiling kettle in her hands, she turned to Lucy who was being surprisingly quiet.
"And now," Lucy said quietly "do please tell us what's happened to Mr. Tumnus." she said, the beavers exchanged sad glances before Mr. Beaver spoke up boldly.
"Ah, that's bad," he said shaking his head before taking a sip of his drink "that's very, very bad business. There's no doubt he's been taken off by the police. I got that from a bird who saw it done." he added, Susan and Peter exchanged worried glances, maybe this Mr. Tumnus was in more deadly trouble than they had anticipated, especially if the animals in this land were worried too.
"But where has he been taken to?" Lucy asked simply.
"Well, they were heading northwards when they were last seen, and we all know what that means." Mr. Beaver said shaking his head as did Mrs. Beaver, Susan felt her frustration level rising, why did these creatures assume that she and her siblings knew everything about this Narnia?
"No, we don't" she said, trying to keep the harshness out of her voice and Mr. Beaver shook his head in a gloomy way that even made Susan shudder, this was getting worst and worst by the minute, if they had just listened to her in the first place they would all be safe at home, in nice warm beds, with a stomach full of delicious foods.
"I'm afraid it means they were taking him to her House." Mr. Beaver answered.
"But what'll they do to him, Mr. Beaver?" Lucy gasped and looked as if she would burst into tears any minute.
"Well," Mr. Beaver began "you can't exactly say for sure, but there's not many taken in there that ever comes out again, statues, all full of statues they say it is-" he said before pausing "turned into stone." he said with a shudder and Mrs. Beaver gasped and grabbed her husbands paw.
"But, Mr. Beaver," Lucy said and Susan stared at her "can't we- I mean, we must do something to save him, it's too dreadful and it's all on my account!" She finished and Susan rubber her hands together tensely.
"I don't doubt you'd save him if you could, dearie," Mrs. Beaver said quietly "but you have no chance of getting into that house against her will and ever coming out alive."
"Couldn't we have some stratagem?" asked Peter "I mean couldn't we dress up as something or pretend to be- oh pedlars or anything - or watch till she was gone out - or- oh, hang it all, there must be some way. This Faun saved my sister at his own risk, Mr. Beaver. We can't just leave him to be- to be- to have that done to him" he lectured and Susan felt her annoyance direct to her brother, he was willing risk to their lives to save a faun? She would never had thought sensible Peter of all people would think like that.
"It's no good Son of Adam," said Mr. Beaver "no good your trying, of all people. But now that Aslan is on the move-"
"Oh yes! Tell us about Aslan!" both Susan, Peter and Lucy cried out, they felt as if Spring had come early to them for some odd reason, even Susan wanted to know who or what this Aslan was.
"Who's Aslan?" Edmund asked moving from his spot and walking over and staring questionably at Mr. Beaver, where as Susan suddenly felt full of grace and wonderment, why did this Aslan make her feel this way?
"Who's Aslan?" Mr. Beaver laughed, not noticing Susan and her siblings befuddled glances "you cheeky little blighter!" he added.
He continued laughing until Mrs. Beaver nudged him lightly "what?" he asked looking at her and she jerked her head to Susan and her family, he stared at all of them.
"You don't know, do you?" he asked and Susan exchanged glances with Peter.
"Well, we haven't been exactly been here very long." Peter tried to defend and Mr. Beaver sighed and shook his head as did Mrs. Beaver.
"Well he's only the king of the whole wood, the top geezer , the real king of Narnia!" He cried out and Edmund made a vulgar face that Susan couldn't help but feel angry at him, the Beavers had been nothing but kind to them and he was being rather rude, why couldn't he be pleasant for once?
"He's been away for a long while." Mrs. Beaver said plainly, yet that still didn't help Susan, was this Aslan a human or a good person.
"But he's just got back! And he's waitin' for you near the Stone Table!"
"He's waiting for us?" Lucy asked bewildered and Susan opened her mouth to speak but closed it again, why was this Aslan fellow waiting for she and her siblings of all people, they weren't anyone special.
"Your blooming joking! They don't even know about the prophecy!" Mr. Beaver said outrageously, Susan couldn't help but think he was getting a little to carried away.
"Well then," Mrs. Beaver said jerking her heard towards Susan, Lucy and Peter.
"Look, Aslan's return, Tumnus' arrest, the secret police, it's all happening because of you!"
"Your blaming us?" Susan asked bewildered, what had they done wrong?
"No! Not blaming, thanking you." Mrs. Beaver said pleasantly and Susan exchanged glances once more with Peter who looked just as confused as she did.
"There's a prophecy." Mr. Beaver said quietly before leaning in more closely, as if someone in the room were a spy.
"When Adam's flesh and Adam's bone.
Sits at Cair Paravel in throne,
The evil times will be over and done."
"You know that doesn't really rhyme." Susan said smugly and Mr. Beaver shook his head.
"Yeah, I know but you're kinda missin' the point."
"It has been foretold that that two Sons of Adam and two Daughters of Eve will defeat the White Witch and restore peace to Narnia." Mrs. Beaver said.
"And you think we're the ones?" Peter asked.
"Well you'd better be, cause Aslan's already fitted out your Army." Mr. Beaver said sternly.
"Our Army!" Lucy cried out and Susan turned to Peter.
"Mum sent us away so we wouldn't get caught up in a war."
"I think you've made a mistake, we're not heroes." Peter said, trying to reason with these animals.
"We're from Finchley!" Susan added, hoping that would help.
"Hmm?" Mrs. Beaver asked glancing at Mr. Beaver.
"Thank-you for your hospitability, but we really have to go." Susan said rising from her small sit and standing up, as did Peter, but yet, Lucy remained in her sit, she seemed to be in deep thought.
"No, you can't just leave." Mr. Beaver cried and Susan felt her frustration level rising, just like Peter said, they weren't heroes, they were merely children.
"He's right, we have to help Mr. Tumnus." Lucy added and Peter stared at her crossly.
"It's out of our hands," Peter said sternly to her before looking back at the beavers.
"I'm sorry, but it's time the four of us were getting home, Ed?" He said turning around and looking for Edmund, when Susan heard no reply, she turned around and saw that Edmund was no where in sight and the door was open and a cool breeze was slowly drifting in, she felt the fear seep through her, where was Edmund?
"Ed?" Peter asked giving the small home a once more, as did Susan, Peter turned back to her, a vicious gleam in his eyes.
"I'm gonna kill him." He said simply and Susan took in a sharp intake of breath,
"You may not have to, has Edmund even been to Narnia before?" Mr. Beaver asked gravely and Lucy placed her head down sadly.
"Yes," she said quietly "I'm afraid he has."
"And did he tell you what he'd done or who'd he met?"
"Well, no, he didn't." Peter said, calming down a little and Susan felt the fear for her brother take over, what if he had met that Witch lady and she had promised all sorts of things, but was going to harm him instead? Oh how Susan didn't wish to think these things yet she couldn't stop herself.
"Than mark my words," Mr. Beaver began and Susan swallowed the lump in her throat " he had already met the White Witch and joined her side, and been told where she lives. I didn't like to mention it before, but the moment I set eyes on that brother of your I said to myself 'Treacherous'. He had the look of one who has been with the White Witch and eaten her food. You can always tell them if you've lived in Narnia long enough; something about their eyes." he finished, shaking his head sadly 'Edmund may be a lot of thing but he is only a child and can be easily fooled by sweets and kind words' Susan thought defensively.
"Maybe if we hurry, we can stop him before he does anything foolish." Lucy said glancing up from her uneaten plate of food, Mr. Beaver seemed to consider it for a moment before sighing.
"It's a rough hike, are you willing to risk it?"
"But of course we are, he's our brother!" Peter cried exasperated and Mr. Beaver rose from his stood and turned to Mrs. Beaver.
"Keep a weather eye for any wolves or strangers and keep your ears open for howling, take the tunnel." He said simply before directed his attention back to Susan and Peter.
"Well come on, we have to hurry if we wanna stop him.".
Susan struggled up the snowy hill, Mr. Beaver had been right, this was a rough journey and they had to hurry to catch up with Edmund, who was no doubt not very far ahead of them.
"Hurry!" Peter called, who was ahead of Lucy, Susan and Mr. Beaver. Susan attempted to pick up her speed as the White Witches icy palace came into view, she sighed as she saw Edmund to far ahead of them, Susan felt her heart sink, they were to late, there was no possible way they could catch him without entering the White Witches home in the distance.
"EDMUND!" Lucy shouted as they watched him enter through the frozen double doors and Mr. Beaver turned to Lucy and Susan.
"Shh, they'll hear yah!" He admonished and Susan glared angrily at him, as Peter ran forward to go after Edmund but Mr. Beaver stopped him, pulling at his arm.
"No!" He shouted pulling Peter back, who was struggling against the small beaver.
"Get off me!" Peter shouted back and Mr. Beaver finally let go but Peter didn't run after Edmund.
"You're playing into her hands!" Mr. Beaver attempted to explain and Susan glared even more at the creature.
"We can't just let him go!" She shouted angrily, he was her brother.
"He's our brother!" Lucy added heatedly.
"He's the bait, The Witch wants all four of yah!"
"Why?" Peter asked confused, why did this White Witch want them?
"To stop the prophecy from coming true! To kill yah!" Mr. Beaver shouted. Susan, Lucy and Peter all stared horrified at the palace when Susan felt the anger enter her as she glanced at Peter angrily, this was all his fault!
"This is all your fault!" She said stepping forward, her voice sounding harsher than ever before, Peter turned and stared at her questionably.
"My fault!"
"None of this would have happened if you had just listened to me in the fist place!" She shouted angrily, she had never felt such anger towards her older brother, she was right though, if Peter had just listened to her in the first place they would all be safe, back at the Professor's mansion.
"Oh, so you knew this would happen?" Peter shot back.
"I didn't know what happened, which is why we should have left while we still could!" She said as Peter stared at her shocked.
"Stop it!" Lucy shouted suddenly, Susan stared at her in shock, she had never heard Lucy raise her voice so harshly before, Lucy was always the quiet one of the family, she hated shouting.
"This isn't going to help Edmund!" She added quietly and Susan continued glaring at her, Narnia wasn't helping them at all either.
"She's right, only Aslan can save your brother now." Mr. Beaver spoke gravely and Susan closed her eyes, trying to calm herself down.
"Than take us to him." Peter spoke before Susan directed her attention back to the palace, watching as they gates shut, the noise echoing to them, had she lost her brother forever?
"We have to get home, we have to get to Aslan, if you ever want to see your brother again!" Mr. Beaver said breaking Susan and her two siblings away from the palace and back to him and than Susan heard it, the dread entering her, was that howling coming from the castle?
Authors Note: So what did you think? Did you like it? This one was longer wasn't it, I had a lot of fun writing it. The story is getting much more interesting and you can note the changes in Susan and the tension between her and Peter. Also me being the big nerd I' am found the perfect song for Narnia and the Pevensie's, here are the lyrics, it is from the Elektra Soundtrack and I own nothing!
Winter winds have gone and faded
I told the skies of thoughts of gray
Tears upon my pillow laying
A child lost to pain
I pray for better days
Lift me up
Lead me from this place
Let your love be mercy on my face
Rising up, I changed before your eyes
Out of darkness, standing in the light
Heaven hoped you'd come and change me
Out of that, just make me whole
Lift me up and recreate me
And help me overcome myself
Lead me from hell
Lift me up
Lead me from this place
Let your love be mercy on my face
Rising up, I changed before your eyes
Out of darkness, standing in the light
I'm rising up, I'm moving on
Give me strength to carry on
I feel the light upon my face
I hear the angels' words of grace
My broken wings will never fly
Lift me up and justify
I'm standing up, I'm standing out
I feel the warmth come crashing down
Lift me up
Lead me from this place
Let your love be mercy on my face
Rising up, I've changed before your eyes
Out of darkness, standing in the light.