Lyric

I stepped out before morning

With the frost still on my sleeve

I thought the dark would move aside

If I was brave enough to leave

But the field stayed quiet

And the trees stayed still

The air did not reward me

For climbing up the hill

I looked for some clear sign

A break inside the gray

A line of light to tell me

I had chosen the right way

But nothing made a promise

Nothing called my name

Only my own breathing

Returned to me the same

Maybe this is where it starts

Not with gates thrown wide

But with standing in the weather

And not going back inside

I will not turn around

Just because the sky is closed

I will not call it failure

Just because the wind is cold

I can stay with this moment

I can walk without proof

Some beginnings are hidden

Until they carry you through

The mud held to my boots

Like the past still knew my weight

Every step was almost nothing

Every breath arrived late

I wanted the world to open

Like a door beneath my hand

But the ground only answered

With more ground where I could stand

So I lowered my expectation

And lifted my face

If the path would not appear

I would make one with my pace

I will not turn around

Just because the sky is closed

I will not call it failure

Just because the wind is cold

I can stay with this moment

I can walk without proof

Some beginnings are hidden

Until they carry you through

No Road Opened

Only fog

Only stone

Only hands

Still my own

Only breath

Only rain

Only one more step

Through the same unnamed pain

But I had not come this far

To need the world to applaud

I had not left the room

To wait for permission from God

I will not turn around

Just because the sky is closed

I will not call it failure

Just because the wind is cold

I can stay with this moment

I can walk without proof

Some beginnings are hidden

Until they carry you through