Gloom HIgherwa

I feel the need to delve into the mystery

To say some things you might not understand

To swim a league in the sorrow of this place

And be sustained by unseen hands

I feel the need to sing a song

That wrestles with the divine notion

That blood atones, that death completes

That joy can supercede emotion

Because the wilderness will be glad

And the desert will rejoice and bloom

And the ransomed of the Lord will walk upon the road

That found foundations in the wasteland of gloom

The moon makes some kind of sense tonight

To the questions I can't speak in words

And my spirit waits on the wind to come and say

"Come now and clearly see what once was blurred"

Cause You speak in ways I can't explain

You call us in names we can't repeat

And you craft the cold to counter that

Which we desire but burns us with its heat