In the vastness of time,
I have been allocated this space...
So much has come and gone for me.
At the foot of the mountain once again...
Pain is the essence of strength
born from nights that broke you...
In our Hearts there shines a Lantern
In our hearts there shines a lantern...
Can you hear the gentle murmur
Of the brook as it glides by...
In war torn Gaza where bloods
Flows and tears...
Sometimes we look far too deep
Or choosing paths that are too steep...
When looking at the puzzle
Of the jigsaw that I solved...
When life gives you a door that's locked
Just stand back and try to knock...
Hope is the flame that burns within,
A spark that ignites even in the darkest of sin...
Instead of getting angry
It's better to move on...
No, I don't need these eyeballs
The Good Lord has given me...