2013-05-28
Posted at 21:18 UT
by
Tamara
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Who Do You Say You Are?
Who Do You Say You Are?
Who Do You Say You Are?
Wanting to Feel.
Why don't you sing to rise.
Why don't you Hypnotize?
All of the rivers Wide
Coming to Grail.
Coming to Be.
Wanting to Feel.
Wanting to Free.
When all the Holy Land
is always where you stand,
when in the grace of man
coming to seal.
Why don't you run to where?
Someone is waiting there.
Down in the Season Fair
waiting to heal.
Wanting to Feel.
Where do you care to go?
Who do you hope to know?
Is there a place to hold?
Something that's real.
Another place to shine,
Another hope and time?
Someone is somewhere lined.
Wanting to Feel.
Waiting to Feel.
Is it a place you hide?
Somewhere that's been err not.
Waiting to be begot.
Wanting to feel.
Dream and a Seek and Write,
Who Do You Say You Are?
Who Do You Say You Are?
Who Do You Say You Are?
Wanting to Feel.
Wanting to Feel.
How does it feel to drive,
out to the outer sides,
waiting for somethings odd,
lost making real.
Is there a heaven sent?
Is there a hope that's lent?
Keeping the faith to hint.
Soul is alive.
Waiting to try.
Wanting to feel.
Is there a place to go?
Somewhere a feeling holds.
Something that turns to gold
before it fades? Wields?
Is there a secret time,
that's lingering out of mind,
holding another line?
Someone who's made.
Sing it to breath. Bring it Alive.
Let it Rest.
Let it Rise.
Wanting to Feel.
Wanting to Feel.
Is it a time and space?
Is it a Human Race?
Is it a vain Create?
speaking to real?
Wanting to Feel.
Give it a Hope to Rise.
Somewhere a Golden Eye.
Another Life Goes By
without appeal.
Wanting to Feel.
Wanting to Feel.
copyright 2013 Tamara Lynn Scott