Take My Hand

Close your eyes

Conceal your thoughts

Just hear the cold wind rush

Whispers of the sparrows up above

It’ll take another prayer of old

Dead saints to change

The hearts of us

And I’m still waiting for the day

It’ll all begin

So would you

Take my hand and

Come along

So I can show you

Places of milk and

Honey hugs

And would you wonder on

Those fields you could not

Thread upon

I’ll show you places that you’ll

Never want to leave

Just take my hand

Take my hand

Love is life and

Life is love that’s what the

Old man taught

Twenty First century is so so

Far from us

It’ll take another prayer

Of the same dead saints

To remind some of us

That life is just a road

We have to cross

So would you

Take my hand and

Come along

So I can show you

Places of milk and

Honey hugs

And would you wonder on

Those fields you could not

Thread upon

I’ll show you places that you’ll

Never want to leave

Just take my hand

Take my hand

Just take my hand

Take my hand

Building blocks cemented

On your feet

Swimming in a pool

That’s more than seven feet

Oh you’ll drown

You’ll drown

You’ll drown drown