Penitent
Once I stood alone so proudHeld myself above the crowdNow I am low on the groundFrom here I look around to seeWhat avenues belong to meI can’t tell what I’ve found now
What would you have me doI ask you please?I wait to hear
The mother, and the matadorThe mystic, each were here beforeLike me, to stare you downYou appear without a faceDisappear, but leave your traceI feel your unseen frown
Now what would you have me doI ask you please?I wait to hearYour voiceThe wordYou sayI waitTo seeYour signWould IObey?
I look for you in heathered moorThe desert, and the ocean floorHow low does one heart goLooking for your fingerprintsI find them in coincidenceAnd make my faith to growForgive me all my blindnessesMy weakness and unkindnessesAs yet unbending stillStruggling so hard to seeMy fist against eternityAnd will you break my will?
Now what would you have me doI ask you please?I wait to hearYour voiceThe wordYou sayI waitTo seeYour signCould IObey?