Return From Devil’s Gate
Well here we are, once again
Back at home with family and friends
The times have changed
And nothing is the same
Its only new to those of us in this game
The time has passed slowly through more than a year
But so much has changed, its as if we were never here
Feelings of solitude can range far and wide
And when it comes, all we can do is hide
Friends have moved, family has moved on
Its only us who have held on to long
But holding on is all we have left
Starting brand new isn't the greatest of gifts
But begin again we must, though it will hurt
For our choices are few, and very bluntly put
No matter what we do, or where we try to pick up
Our lives have forever changed, and that can be to much.
Through the depths of despair, and the trenches of hate
We've marched through tough times with little debate
And though we've walked through the Devil's Gate
We've travelled back, unsure of our fate
Please pray for those of us who haven't yet found our way
We know we will make mistakes on our roadway
The turns are sharp, and we will often lose our course
But we will make it back to the road, just being a little lost
Some things will come slower, while others fast
For all things come and heal with time, sometimes last
We will try, and we will search many ways
Such is the way of returning through the Devil's Gate
