SHADOWLANDS
©1999 Mark P. Hirschhorn
from the Ascending Music CD ‘The Wonder Of It All’
The looming dusk is pale and cold - December’s specter grips your soul
In images of iron and ice, a prison of your own device
I know this isn’t what you planned, but here you are - you’re back again
In Shadowlands
With memories that haunt you still, sap your strength and taunt your will
The things you could have done and said, succumbing to your fears instead
As all the lies you tried to ban indict you as a charlatan in Shadowlands
Every place, it’s just the same, echoes laughing out your name
Another thing you need to know - you haven’t any other place to go
So may I come to be your guide through all the twists and turns inside
There’s more to you than you can see - the mirror’s not your enemy
It’s time for you to take command, reclaim your psyche’s contraband
In Shadowlands
For heroes young and old embrace the wisdom etched within your face
By Great Creation’s ancient code, as future, past and now explode
You’ve gained the power to understand how Life has forged an artisan
In Shadowlands
Every journey worth the name consecrates your spirit’s flame
And as you pass, you’ve come to know - there isn’t any other way to grow
Now, somewhere in the gathered dawn I see you standing, hale and strong
Prepared to cast your heartlines free beyond horizons yet to see
No matter where you roam, my friend, remember this: it all began
In Shadowlands