I Think I Understand

<br>Daylight falls upon the path, the forest falls behind<br>Today I am not prey to dark uncertainty<br>The shadow trembles in its wrath, I`ve robbed its blackness blind<br>And tasted sunlight as my fear came clear to me<br>I think I understand<br>Fear is like a wilderland<br>Stepping stones or sinking sand<br>Now the way leads to the hills, above the steeple`s chime<br>Below me sleepy rooftops round the harbor<br>It`s there I`ll take my thirsty fill of friendship over wine<br>Forgetting fear but never disregarding her<br>Oh, I think I understand<br>Fear is like a wilderland<br>Stepping stones and sinking sand<br>Sometimes voices in the night will call me back again<br>Back along the pathway of a troubled mind<br>When forests rise to block the light that keeps a traveler sane<br>I`ll challenge them with flashes from a brighter time<br>Oh, I think I understand<br>Fear is like a wilderland<br>Stepping stones or sinking sand<br> 1969 Siquomb Publishing Corp. (BMI)