Shake the dust off your feet

Oh dusty feet that walks on the midnight track Lead me to the place where I can get my life back Hoist me upon the five pillars of faith And give me the courage to complete the race I have borne the secret of the morning in my face With residue of hope buried deep in the ground In a secret tunnel where I call home It has been a refugee for my soul for more than three decades And upon this journey my soul will wake and time Will take me on another journey across the sea And the nature will be right there waiting for me So great is the pistol and the guns when the scorn Of the earth mingles with the radiant sun What more can you ask for when the day is done And the pleasure of life keeps placing you on every corner and the mirror in Paradise is soliciting your advice The treasures of the earth moves silently with the breeze and nature bequates me with a song. I find myself wandering among the leafless trees And the cacti with its succulent root teaches me how to survive in the Atacama Desert from the beginning of my youth. I welcome the challenge from the mulberry tree while the mystic on the ocean floor waits patiently on the morning prey and upon the shore its destiny lays. I walk in the footprint of time searching diligently for what is mine I can hear knocking on the door and something shaking beneath the floor, I stop to see what it was but the conscience of mankind keeps digging holes along the path and scattering the dust over the place Trust your heart to fear thee, train your soul to live for more Learn the secret of the ocean floor and look for the abandon merchant ship at sea and it will unravel the mystery, shake the dust off your feet and listen closely to my heart beat.