if it's your will that i not make it through
and the prayers that fall from my lips prove
to be, last words of my life

let it be this stretch of wilderness
that serves as my path home to bliss
and take me, hungry, and alone.


but if you see to bring me onward from this desert sand
please make for me, from tumbleweeds, a feast a joy instead
strengthen me with winds of change and dunes of sorrows passed
i'll take whichever road to chose - though i dont understand. you.


like your son, i find myself here now
where the hunger proves a mighty power
help me, to make the choice he made.

b'cause temptation comes to everyone
conviction kept me safe from some
but i was born to nature otherwise inclined.


so if you see to bring me onward from this desert sand
please make for me, from tumbleweeds, a feast a joy instead
strengthen me with the winds of change and dunes of sorrows passed
i'll take whichever road to chose - though i dont understand. you. love.


blessings,
mh

Mandi Holmes (C) Copyright 2009