Song of Autumn

How should I know about the truth
How should I know about good and evil?
I just witness what I see
And I confess the evil within
Little I know about demons
And even less about angels
But I see what bears fruit in me
And which thoughts I want to feed
My faith is like a dying tree
Looks still strong but rots within
I need a new direction, a new life to live
And roots that grow deep
There is still so much to see
So much life for me to live
But is this despair my cross to bear?
In these silent moments of suffering...
Leaves make these cliffs slippery
Beneath, I see the sea furious...
These trees grew on a solid stone
Oh, they grew without roots
At the edge
One step from the edge...
Who would watch my step
Who would take my hand?
Dark clouds of a rising storm appear
Wind blows, trying to make me fall
These rotten trees no longer offer me protection
I try to flee
My life is like these dying trees
I look still strong but so fragile I'm within
No longer can I stand on my own
No longer can I pretend to live
Far away in the distance
Rays of sun hit the waves
Until the storm is over
I need You to hold me
Lost again in these thoughts...
Show me the path to go
And I'll go wherever the path takes me
Wherever it leads me
Oh lead me through the dark!
Guide me, lead me through the dark!