Thank You Somebody

 

 

When the sweat of another breakdown, beads in a sea of restless souls
Dreams wane in the torrent, murky water claims a toll
And grieving in illusion, a sigh forms painful in its draw
Growing hard to lure the moments, that have carried one this far

…that have carried one this far

But then a tiny beacon shines, in an island of gentle whispers
A ray of saving grace finds shadows, grown in hazy wonder
A glimpse of hope in eyes that sparkle, bringing faith back from contempt
Warming a starving refugee, jaded useless in contempt

…jaded useless in contempt

Once again the misled vagabond, is rescued just in time
And the icy shards of misgiving, form in the memory of his crime
Melt in a spring time of revival, no church could ever pray
Finding even in misadventure, the gift of love may join the fray

…gift of love may join the fray

Not all souls are wasted plugs, into the mainstream of a trance
So if the fates laughing, make games of circumstance
And even if the laden paths, find footsteps that march away
The little voice thought drown in aguish, will speak gladly of our days

..will speak, gladly of our days

 

 

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