where I lost it all
is where it all began
back in the planting fields
buried beneath the sand
the weeds rose from the hills
and promised deeds of harm
even when they stole the sun
I still could see the stars
I’m praying for the sky to rain
let the water wash me away
out from the dirt in the earth
out from the belly of pain
and they would say, and they would say
all that is right is their beliefs
and they would say, and they would say
only the lost are truly free
so gather up your pain
so gather up your dreams
the stars don’t look so high
come stretch your sheltered wings