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A Glorious Mist Will Come

You ask about this barren desert that you find me walking in
Where the strings of my heart
Are drawn so tight
That I cannot breathe or seem
To part

You wonder if there is more to life than these cracks I see
Or the dust flowing through my hands
And what can be done
With this need I find I have
To run

Yes, sometimes I wonder if there are hills that glow with light
Where I know that I can still stand and sing
About my endless hope
And the joy I know that life
Can bring

Do not worry yourself about the place you find me in
Though I know it sings aloud to you
Soon a glorious mist will come
To drench this void and chase away
My blues

Copyright *Neva Flores @2011