“The Last of the Knife”

The mountain rises in the distant mist
The desert swelters with a pungent kiss
Could it be we’ll see the end of this
From underneath the trees

I thought I’d seen you running down the lane
Just a glimpse but I could feel your pain
Your face showed lines of running from the shame
Trying to hide the blame

How long has it been
How bad is the need
How deep cuts the knife
How much can you bleed

I’m looking for signs
I’m looking for life
I’m hoping to see
The last of the knife

Maybe someday we’ll see a world in peace
Where the common man can find release
Could it be we’ll see the hate will cease
Find the golden fleece

How long has it been
How bad is the need
How deep cuts the knife
How much can you bleed

I’m looking for signs
I’m looking for life
I’m hoping to see
The last of the knife

The mountain rises in the
Distant mist