Tuesday, January 27, 2009

Bad boyz who hold thy father's name
With voices thin and hollow
For all things stay the same
As they will when you carry on tomorrow

What course now have I changed your melody
So Spirit's voice may pass
To show me what I need to see
To keep me warm and safe to be

For the protection of Love
Is always looking over me
I quiet my mind
And hear what I see

What's as small pale
Is taken as a horror's detail
And the sight of many a grizzly scene
Just waiting to step from the dream

Ah but I've saved you from your own unaware
And the horror's conviction
From those who would care
By listening to Spirit
Who had something to share