Trust the Rope
By John Flynn
 
I have a friend who used to climb the walls
Of stone cathedrals in the mountain halls
Where mistakes you can't afford
Nothing 'tween him and the Lord
But a piece of nylon cord
In his two calloused hands
 
He found me trembling once in grievous fear
Illness might soon claim someone I held dear
And he said once upon a time
When I was learning how to climb
Somebody said the words that I'm
About to say to you
 
Trust the rope
Trust the rope
Hold on tight and make a friend of it
Even when youıve reached the end of it
Don't lose hope
Trust the rope
 
There was this cliff face that he could not cross
No ledge to grab on, he was at a loss
His mind filled up with fear and doubt
Till he heard his buddy shout
Just let go and swing on out
Itıs gonna be okay
 
Trust the rope
Trust the rope
Hold on tight and make a friend of it
Especially when you've reached the end of it
And you can't cope
Trust the rope
 
Some say ships are safe in harbors
That's not what folks who build ships have in mind
Tarzan swinging through the arbors
Has to put his faith in every vine
 
Trust the rope
Just trust the rope
Hanging out between heaven and hell
When you hear a voice above you yell
Don't say no
Trust the rope

İ 2005 Flying Stone Music

 

 

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