Joy Comes in the Mourning

I know it's dark, I know it's heavy
You'd rather not be in this messy position.
I know it hurts, I know it's crazy
Ya feeling numb, a little hazy off this one
So what happens when your soul turns blue
Suffocating from all the things it goes through
Don't hold your breath you gotta breath ya way into it
Ease ya through it

When your soul turns blue
Suffocating from all the things it goes through
Don't hold your breath you gotta breath ya way into it
Ease ya through it

Even though you don't always have those
Feelings come through know it's going be alright

Even though you don't always have those
Feelings come through know it's going be alright

Joy comes in the mourning
It's gotta come in the mourning
Joy comes in mourning
It always comes in the mourning

I've had the tears, I've felt em flowin
Of all the years of never knowing
If hope would listen & come back to me
You've taught me this, you let me know that
You'll never leave your love shows up
No matter what season I find myself in

When my soul turns blue
Suffocating from all the things it goes through
Can't hold my breath I gotta breath my way into it
Ease my through it

Oh when your soul turns blue
Suffocating from all the things it goes through
Don't hold your breath you gotta breath ya way into it
Ease ya through it

Even though you don't always have those
Feelings come through know it's going be alright

Even though you don't always have those
Feelings come through know it's going be alright

God I know you see all of these things in my way
Trials and tears each and every day
Tryna hold on but I'm empty on faith
Praying to you I don't know what to say and you
Tell me you'll work everything for my good
I still feel what I feel don't know if I should
I'll just plant myself in what you've secured
As I navigate all these feelings
Your words understood
Oh it's goin be alright

So even though you don't always
Have those feelings come through
Know it's going be alright

Joy comes in the mourning
It's gotta come in the mourning
Joy comes in mourning
Always comes in the mourning

As I sit up with my knees pressed against my chest
And my arms folded so tightly around my legs
I give myself a hug
And I wash myself with my tears

And as I am planted on the floor
I become a seed
Both drenched in water and needing the son
I sit in darkness and I become a seed

I await the joy in the future, the morning
And I await the joy in my mourning, as I am mourning
For joy comes in both places

But for now the process continues
For if I don't follow through with this process
No matter how painful the mourning is
No matter how far away the morning seems
How can I receive joy

You see, the painful thing that I am dreading
Is actually the very seed that I need
That I have to produce
And grow to reap it, joy
There's no other way