What is going on?!?
Lost, I am lost, like that fabled ring in the cave
and now I am the one looking for me, and I
find only blackened rock and roughened finger-destroyers.
It seems the more I look, the more displaced I
become and I really don't find solace in much.
Lost! Like the wandering soul unhoused, my
morbid transparency sings an unending dirge,
like a pavane for a dead princess, unsung but lived on.
There is no moment of great clarity here and no
certain hope for a brighter day. My sight -- I
see but a dim, muddy picture in my future. It's
brown, grey and uncertain -- thick, tough to wade
through and no certain path does it bare laid
underfoot.
Oh, hungry light! I would that you will
manifest your glorious purity and shine away
all the muck that obscures the steps and the hope
for my journey.
Delightful mercy. Come to my vision once again!
Dispell the murky lies and uncertain ways I'm
to tread. I do not like these highlands and
I dread the fens and moors of my destiny.
Embark upon my soul, dear Lord, and breathe
with your breath once again a way that I can go,
for I am lost.
Lost, I am lost, like that fabled ring in the cave
and now I am the one looking for me, and I
find only blackened rock and roughened finger-destroyers.
It seems the more I look, the more displaced I
become and I really don't find solace in much.
Lost! Like the wandering soul unhoused, my
morbid transparency sings an unending dirge,
like a pavane for a dead princess, unsung but lived on.
There is no moment of great clarity here and no
certain hope for a brighter day. My sight -- I
see but a dim, muddy picture in my future. It's
brown, grey and uncertain -- thick, tough to wade
through and no certain path does it bare laid
underfoot.
Oh, hungry light! I would that you will
manifest your glorious purity and shine away
all the muck that obscures the steps and the hope
for my journey.
Delightful mercy. Come to my vision once again!
Dispell the murky lies and uncertain ways I'm
to tread. I do not like these highlands and
I dread the fens and moors of my destiny.
Embark upon my soul, dear Lord, and breathe
with your breath once again a way that I can go,
for I am lost.