Lest we weep love it will keep

Children skip across the rope of time
A child of love is one of those called mine
We dance to the piper and survive in love
See the last of all we feel in the eyes of the Child

Mothers read as I move from bead to bead
Healing signs rest all the spirits in the again
A drop of rain keeps pushing to the next frame
Last of the rider’s slides into the saddle looking
Sunset leads to the trail of hard sound and soft hay

Songs from fail me as they lock me in the jail

What is it that lives at the end of the rainbow
Nursery tales keep the path clear and laden with gold
Somehow the banshee lives past all I own here in this life
So hard to find the child reaching for the next good thing

Echoes scream off the bars of this prison while I dream

Never look past the red in the sun and never feel the alone
Shall you ever skip the rope remember the swing once was a hang
Nail pictures to vine and watch the cry for justice as the world goes by
Do not seek the good I used to be on the tab I leave for you to seek revelation

Tired I dropped to one knee he carried my cross for no cost it was free