This lyric is: #439

REQUIEM
copyright 2001 Richard Thorne

Hope’s the sailor on the shore
Who dreams of a life at sea
Anger is the ocean’s roar.
Please sail your ship carefully.
For freedom is an open sea.
And tempests crack it’s fragility.
Fear’s the child far from home.
Love is telling him that he’s not alone.

Hate’s the dogma on the wall.
Claiming truth is it’s domain.
Tyranny ‘s the night that falls
And robs the daylight of it’s rightful reign.
But somewhere far beyond that wall.
Beneath the rubble of night’s pall.
A vagabond of reason roams.
Pray that he will find his way home.

Death cannot help but offend.
It’s silence shrouds our tender ears.
But faith’s the fort we must defend.
When doubt sheds it’s frightened tears.
But maybe death is not the end,
And faith’s a most comforting friend,
Courage, hear the trumpet call.
Honor those in trying times, Who stand tall.


[This message has been edited by blakeh (edited 09-02-2002).]