Talk to me and tell me that everything's going to be alright.
I'm in an awful fright
long has been the night.
...
Part this red sea
Tell me to rise.
Put dirt and spit in my eyes.
I believe!..
I conceive!
I receive!
You're the Brightest morning star.
Sent from afar to bring meaning to these scars.
To bring life to death.
To breath into me your breath.
To guide my path
I'm finishing this race.
(even if i finish last.)
-Bradley Hathaway