Neal Morse - Somber days

Breath blew right out of me
like wind across a window ledge.
My old forgotten ways
came rushing back on me.
The world that held no interest
gave way to somber days.

So many somber days I felt so all alone
(in my suffering I was home)
So many somber days I was so unaware
of almost anything but my suffering.

How can our sight become so severely limited?
We cannot see beyond the step we're
about to take, the love that we did not make,
the years so swiftly gone. So many somber days I felt so all alone
(in my suffering I was home)
So many somber days I was so unaware
of almost anything but my suffering

And I felt unsure under a winter sky
and I would waste away.
Coldest sun seemed so far away,
who can heal a heart that's made of clay?

If you're feeling down today,
if you're dreading your next breath,
you hurt down to the bone.
There is someone here with us,
God is close as your next breath,
he won't leave you alone.

Through your somber days when you feel all alone
(all your suffering he has known)
Through your somber days,
when you feel like no one cares
(touch your memory; he is there)
Through these somber days...
(he will walk with you all the way)
No matter how it hurts please stay here
one more day, help is on the way.
They'll be no more suffering...