Lead me from tortured dreams childhood themes of nights alone,
Wipe away endless years childhood tears as dry as stone.
From seeds of confusion illusions darks blossoms have grown.
Even now in furrows of sorrow the dance still is sung.
My life's course is guided decided by limits drawn
On charts of my past days and pathways since I was born.
I carry the dust of a journey that cannot be shaken away
It lives deep within me for I breathe it every day.
You and I are yesterday's answers the earth of the past came to flesh,
Eroded by Time's rivers to the shapes we now possess.
Come share of my breath and my substance and mingle our stream and our times.
In bright, infinite moments our reasons are lost in our rhymes.
Doubles faces dark defense talk too loud but talk no sense
I see those smiling eyes butter us up with smiling lies
Talk to creatures raise the dead fate you know sure got fed
Trained apart from houses of stone hour of horses pick the bone
Come forth, from love spire born in life's fire,
Born in life's fire come forth, from love's spire
In the burning, all are yearning for life to be.
And the pain will (must) be gain new life!
Stirring in, salty streams and dark hidden seams where the fossil sun gleams
They were, sent from (to) the gates ride the tides of fate,
Ride the tides of fate they were, sent from (to) the gates
In the burning of our yearning for life to be.
There's no end to my life no beginning to my death death is life
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