Post by rayman112 on Jun 16, 2007 20:13:39 GMT -5
Born Broke-down, lost, and without desire.
He searched for away he could find his fire.
The sky black and the sea dark.
He rode against the waves in elegant ark.
The wind moans.
The fair argosy groans against the crushing waves.
Lighting bolts through the sky like water trickling down his brow.
Precarious typhoon grows to great might.
The traveler loses all hope in living this night.
But miracles always happen at the last moment.
Light shines through the clouds like a path of hope and love
As his valiant angel comes from above.
He searched for away he could find his fire.
The sky black and the sea dark.
He rode against the waves in elegant ark.
The wind moans.
The fair argosy groans against the crushing waves.
Lighting bolts through the sky like water trickling down his brow.
Precarious typhoon grows to great might.
The traveler loses all hope in living this night.
But miracles always happen at the last moment.
Light shines through the clouds like a path of hope and love
As his valiant angel comes from above.
