A Dry Desert of Thoughtless Souls

1. A dry desert of thoughtless souls Miracles untouched in the familiar doorway (time is a candle never seen) I’m looking for those followers in-between Those who know and those who dream Strike a match and burn your fingertips Lost now are the cities of God Golden thrones chipped, enamored Of rust dust and crying trust 2. Fall down now through the door -way see the light and spit in its eyes a thousand demons know why Break the candle and spill the wine Down the cliff hear the echo die Again you wonder the streets of smiles Crumbling bread and ashen grace leave The burden of this place heaves with tears And prayers, calling liars through the mist