sheephishly hide away
flock torn wolves shaded gray
cloud luster sparkle fade
well spring dry feelings jade
consecrate splintered man
weakened stance falling down
eye sore flesh hate my crown
i resolve now lay me down
sifting my ashes through
spackled stained red residue
cold freeze old winter heart
strings pulled tight i the harp
played my role in this tragic comedy
left with nothing but pictures and meaningless words
so afraid of letting go, cool morning, frosted in snow
melody now the angels sing let the chorus ring
wisdom come to me and soothe me with your voice
water fall chasing down my lies
children cry
the eyes of the Father are raining on my soul
enchanted by the dance, eyes say i am
mask noble chivalry
run woodland revelry
cast lots gain no advance
come now sweet divine romance
