Thursday, April 03, 2008

266 : 1/1/99 : The First Day

On the first day since departing
Lonely and my eyes were smarting
Thinking what I might be starting

All the journeys coming to this
Crouching like a praying mantis
On the edge of the great abyss

Searching for the faith for leaping
What I’ve sewn I’ll soon be reaping
Gird myself and stop my creeping

Rising on the first bright Sunday
Drop the false path take the one way
Now departing clear the runway

You can read an explanation of the origin of these lyrics here
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