Alive, Son of Awake - Fecundity and Desertion
Em D G A
I am the wasteland
I am nothing left
I am the wax and wane
I am bereft
There was once so much here
There was once a hope and promise
And now we have a desert
Empty but for longing
I am the oasis
I am the desert's song
I am the greenest grass
I am nothing wrong
There was once so much here
There was once a hope and promise
And now we have a desert
That's permanently haunted
There's still a shred of hope
There's still a shadow of a doubt
As hope must diminish
And our eyes cast downward
Shame again
Gray again
Gray day again
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
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