The Remedy

Throw down your choice of weapon.
Set aside that heavy cross you bare,
And learn a sacred lesson.
You'll find the answer's waiting here.

Behind the dark depression.
Beneath the weeping willow tree,
When you need a safe port in the storm
Send a call out for me.

I'm your remedy.
I'm your remedy.
When you close your eyes and all you find are thoughts of tragedy.
Stare in the face of the beast within,
I'll help you rise above your own misfortune.

Tear down the false hope fences
Put up to block your point of view.
Why gift wrap present tenses
When the here and now's addressed to you.

Dissolve all past indifference
And build a shelf for mislaid blame.
Words can bridge the distance.
And help you heal your pain.

I'm your remedy.
I'm your remedy.
When you close your eyes and all you find are thoughts of tragedy.
Stare in the face of the beast within,
I'll help you rise above your own misfortune.

Is it just a fatal pride
That stands between two foolish sides
And starves you from within.
Before your outlook fades from sight
Head into the flashing light
Don't ever be afraid.
Help is on the way.

I'm your remedy.
I'm your remedy.
When you close your eyes and all you find are thoughts of tragedy.
Stare in the face of the beast within,
I'll help you rise above your own misfortune.

© 1995 Eric Stuart/(p) Little Black Book (BMI)