We probe and we dig til' we finally touch pain
Then we're like miners who've struck a gold vein
As gold eases stresses of daily survival
The tears ease the tension sustained by denial
Our minds bury hurt like the earth buries gold
There's no chance for healing til' their story's been told
They're scared of dark places, afraid they won't survive
The irony is they're already half buried alive
So we scrape and we pick down beneath the crust
Til' we come up with a handful of nuggets or dust
At first it looks ugly, something they want to shunn
But a funny thing happens when you hold it up to the sun
That stuff that was pulled from the pit of that mine
Start to sparkle and shimmer with a radiant shine
That hurt they kept hidden by means very desperate
That hurt that made them feel less than and separate
Is a thing they will see once they get past their vanity
That all of us share with the rest of humanity
Darkness is not evil, it's only a place
Where lost children hide what they think is disgrace
So it's down into darkness with them we'll descend
Like faithful companions, unwavering friends
And we'll help them to find the place they got hurt
And wash that old wound and clean off the dirt
Cause we've been there too, and we know the way
Back from a pit of darkness up to the light of day.
Where darkness is banished and everything shines
Can't wait for another weekend to dig in the mines