It’s a long road,
And it’s a hard road,
And there’s no place
For you to hide.

In a morning,
In the evening,
In the summer
Or in the fall.

When it goes wrong,
And there’s no one,
No one listening
When you call.

When the job’s done,
But there’s a new one.
When the ending
Has just begun.

Then you must fight life
In the still night,
There is no more
That can be done.

But there are some times,
Even bad times,
When the salt tears
Have all been cried.

When you can give love,
When you must live, love,
And leave the cold world
— Outside.

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