Old Man
Theres an old man sitting next to me
He has a familiar smile on his face
He says he has a story to tell about this time and this space
I listen like a memory and its echoed in my brain
I knew of this a long time ago as with this race
This honest dream was taken from me with everyday sins in its place
I thank you lord for remembering me throughout this race
Join your hands your soul your head count as far as you can
Meditate right through this place until you find your new grace
We have fallen from grace
We have fallen from grace
Our earth is young her body is old shes been through this before
Catastrophic I'm ready for change are you today
Material world I say bye to you theres a heaven here on this earth
Open my mind to whats inside here it comes now our new grace
Writer/s: Wilson Noble
