took my pain
stopped the noise
bent my knee and cried like strawberry rain
promised trouble for my cure, for sure

sent me out into the day
clean, with no bill to pay
showed me what forever meant
a clear sweet note, echo sent

told me to live this life
and do the things i do
but to try to learn
the true language of love, and speak it to you

try to do these truthfull actions
and not adhere to the factions
just do what i know is right
give up, rather than fight

blind, dirty, lost
deaf, ashamed and tossed
victim of my selfish ways
lost in skin, words, and purple haze

i know you, go, see the day...
i made you this way, for my purpose
i paid, was said, and brought you from dead
i've already been this way...

care
and share
write this for you
do what my new heart says to

confounding those at the principal gates
with weapons that others will hate
deeds, and songs and words
like rain and sweet singing morning birds

every day a promise
of a new tomorrow.

(c)opyright 1997, 2002 lance johnston