Out in space on the other side of the earth Where the world of water blocks out the sun You look outward to see the stars burn bright Without earth's atmosphere, they don't flicker They shine bright and strong And the total darkness calls, God calling to your heart While the Milky Way is a band of white leading to where? Perhaps back to the garden Here on earth, between these ears, where the battle of the soul rages And the *disease of conceit grips you With two hands, by the shirt you will try to run You run away in any which direction Or maybe you just give in and sit in that **** While a legion of devil brethren whispers in your ear The Hounds of Hell, they're not satisfied with a biscuit shaped like a bone They want to gnaw your bones to pulp They lift their legs and **** on you and you stand there shaking Shaking like the leaves on the trees And you know that your only hope is to bow your head And get down on bended knee There where you are carried away to the Cross And from the dirt, you look up to the figure crucified That paid the price, the God-Man sent to fight the battle for you All you had need to do was ask. Go to your closet and in the darkness of that small room With its four walls within arms reach And with all its old ghosts still there, permeating your pores Let your spirit pray, pray as your tears roll down to your breast Pray, 'till your eyes puff red. Pray to be saved, rather than not As you have been the Devil's play toy for so long Choose the way of faith and instruction in the way For it is that instruction which gives you freedom God will not just move on being sure of another soul He knows wants saving God has time for all' He calls it grace, the innocent child we are inside Knows this Grace Is stronger than that thoughtless sinner that we had become
This piece is about 20 years old. I think of it tonight as I'm going to A Name Day celebration for my friend that we lost four months ago. His Wife is calling it Dude Day. Dude was and is a good way to describe Dave.