THE STAIRWAY
I find myself standing
in the middle of a stairway
spiraling ever so perfectly
I can go either way
As I look downward I face an abyss
but looking upward I'm drawn to the mist
I stop for a moment to ponder
then start climbing the spiral again
The more I climb
the more the stairs wind
up to heaven's gates
where my destiny awaits
Some steps are missing
others cracked and worn
but at the end of this stairway
I'll get my reward
So as I keep climbing
each step make with love
eventually I'll get there
to heaven up above
in the middle of a stairway
spiraling ever so perfectly
I can go either way
As I look downward I face an abyss
but looking upward I'm drawn to the mist
I stop for a moment to ponder
then start climbing the spiral again
The more I climb
the more the stairs wind
up to heaven's gates
where my destiny awaits
Some steps are missing
others cracked and worn
but at the end of this stairway
I'll get my reward
So as I keep climbing
each step make with love
eventually I'll get there
to heaven up above
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