Tuesday, January 11, 2005

A Prayer

God I'm dying to find the quiet in the dark,
Like a blind man down the hall finds his way through hearing and touch.
Now I've got more secrets than my mouth can hold,
I'm naked so often I can't feel the cold.
Who'll be that brave to fight me
And love me just the same, love me just the same?
It's about time that we redefined

The words that have lost the meaning of what we meant.

In the name of love,
In the name of Your sweet creation,
One day I'll understand, when the rags I wear fall away
With Your hands reaching out, and Your tears still wet running down them.
Touch my lips with a coal, and drown me in Your deepest fountain.

Is there still time, for all my bridges to be rebuilt?
My over-extended arms to mystically be filled?
And I am so tired of running these distances

To find I haven't moved a mile,
I'm a woman who is longing to trust like a child again,
Trust like a child again.
It's about time that we redefined
The words that have lost the meaning of what we meant.

In the name of love,
In the name of Your sweet creation,
One day I'll understand, when the rags I wear fall away
With Your hands reaching out, and Your tears still wet running down them.
Touch my lips with a coal, and drown me in Your deepest fountain.


Miranda Stone

1 Comments:

Blogger Thais said...

Je te rouve debile. Pouekoi t'ecris tes thoughts comme ca, for everyone to read??? :) Love you, and I love your blog, and I miss you more than I miss chocolate! :)

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