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Works | Series 1-Quest To Be Whole | Album 7-Stranger |
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Song 9 | Sinai's Mountain |
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© September 6, 2007, Roy Stucky
The vision that has changed you
Does not fit inside their head.
No coffin-cracking talk show
Saw its like among the dead.
That view from Sinai's mountain
Will not ever go away.
Yet drunks in leather recliners
Cannot grasp a word you say.
Despite appearance some will come to see
The place you stood is no narcotic dream.
Most people pray some way can set them free -
That hatred's not as strong as it may seem.
But many close their eyes and try to sleep,
Hallucinate false hope than look and weep.
Behavior from the fear of great despair
Will often pave the road that leads us there.
That view from Sinai's mountain
Will not ever go away.
Yet drunks in leather recliners
Cannot grasp a word you say.
Do siren songs torment Ulysses' ears
Though he's been home from sea these many years?
Does longing haunt with dreams that sway and sing
Of ships that sail on tears of weeping kings?
Do echoes stalk the silence he must dread?
Do sheets of sorrow wind across his bed?
Do whispers drown the normal sounds of day?
Is music now impossible to play?
That view from Sinai's mountain
Burned the retina in your soul.
To normal men you are crazy
But the Truth won't take a poll.
Description | Quotes | Music | Video | Equipment | History | Notes | Comments | BUY |
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Song 9 | Sinai's Mountain |
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Works | Series 1-Quest To Be Whole | Album 7-Stranger |