Garnet Rogers - After All
Speaking Softly in the Dark
The brooding ghosts of this dark night
have gone from bush and town
My spirit revives in the morning breeze
though it died when sun went down.
The river is high, the stream is strong,
the grass is green and tall,
And I fain would think this world of ours,
is a good world after all.
The light of passion in dreamy eyes,
the page of truth well read
The glorious thrill in a heart grown cold
of a spirit once thought dead.
The song that goes to a comrade's heart,
the tear of pride let fall,
My heart grows brave and the world to me,
is a good world after all.
Let our enemies go by their old dull paths
let theirs be fault or shame
The man who's bitter against the world
has only himself to blame.
Let the darkest side of the past stay dark,
and only good recall,
For I must believe the world to be,
a good world after all.
It might well be I saw too plain
or maybe I was blind
But I'll keep my face to the dawning light
though the Devil stand behind.
Though the Devil stand behind my back
shall I see his shadow fall?
I'll read in the light of the morning stars,
a good world after all.
Rest, for your eyes are weary, love,
you drove the worst away.
The ghost of the man I might have been
has gone from my heart today.
We'll live for life and the best it brings
'til our twilight shadows fall.
My heart grows brave and the world to me is,
a good world after all.
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