Go, Bless Yourself© 2001 Jesse SlokumAnd the memory of you but a trace A wispy cloud against the blackness of the night Standing on the edge of nowhere, Looking for a place to be You gave me this moment of solitude Will the stars give me the grace to see? For I am blinded in a day Where the light of truth has grown grimly grim Yes, I am blinded in a day Where the edge of night is a canyon's rim No cars passing me now, no sound But the tapping of my soles on the ground I've seen a proud nation extinguishing the light Handing down the fire of judgement With no prayers of mercy All over straight edge lines drawn on a map By some plush bottom, his LORD Percy... For, I am blinded in a day Where the light of truth has grown grimly grim Yes, I am blinded in a day Where the edge of night is a canyon's rim You were a loving hand in my hand A smile where a smirk rules the land A thought aloud amidst the silence of might's blight Landing in the heart of wonder with a true blessing for me Curse not God, nor goddess, Rather receive this one gift: Go, BLESS Yourself, for FREE... Curse not God, nor goddess, Rather receive this one gift: Go, BLESS Yourself, for FREE... |