Journey Through the Cloud

I walked this road When I was just a boy. My father's hands were calloused, Strong, and sure. He taught me how to carry what's been given, How to shoulder weight That won't find a cure. The river bend still looks the way it did, But all the faces changed along the Shore. And time don't ask permission when it moves. It takes the things you thought would always stay. I'm making my journey Through the cloud, Where sight gets dim, But faith gets loud. Every step I take, I'm not alone. This weary soul is headed home. Through the mist and through the doubt, I'm making my journey through the Cloud. My brother left before the spring could come. My sister raised those children on her Own. I've seen the storms that bend but never break Us. I've felt the love that penetrates the bone. The old church bell still rings on Sunday Morning, Though half the choir's singing from Beyond. And I can hear them in the wind sometimes, Reminding me to lift my head and pray. Oh, I'm making my journey-My journey. Through the cloud, Where sight gets dim, But faith gets loud. Every step I take, I'm not alone. This weary soul is headed home. Through the mist and through the doubt, I'm making my journey through the Cloud. Someday I'll see what all this struggle meant. Someday these tears will turn to understanding. But right now, I just put one foot forward, Mm, Trusting in the ground beneath my Standing. Yeah, I'm making my journey-Making my journey. Through the cloud, Whoa, where sight gets dim, But faith gets loud. Every step I take, I'm not alone. This weary soul is headed home. Through the mist-And through the doubt. I'm making my journey through the Cloud. Mm. I'm headed home. Through the cloud. I'm headed home. Mm. Mm.