He knows the forest floor And the way that it moves Like waves on the ocean. He rises with the sun, Just to see the light shine On the path before him. And sometimes he feels like He's walking on water It's the miracle of day, And it beckons him to stay, And he says halleluiah For the morning. When night is closing in And he feels like a child Backed into a corner, He can't communicate With the weight that he has Wrapped around his shoulders. And sometimes he feels like He can't bare the darkness. But the miracle of day Beckons him to stay. And he says, Halleluiah for the morning, Halleluiah for beginning again, Beginning again. It feels like life and death Until he gets it off his chest. And he screams into the dark, The night won't take his heart. At those times he feels like He's moving a mountain. It's the miracle of day, And it beckons him to stay, And he says halleluiah for the morning, Halleluiah for the morning, Halleluiah for beginning again, Beginning again. And sometimes he feels like he's walking on water.