To Ascend
Were you drifting on a strange tide
Collecting visions from the other side
Caught between day and night
You were stealing moments, passed hours of your life
And balancing on the edge of a knife
Memories of once longer days
They keep on floating by
The adventurous times when we traveled life's road
Though we were often blind
But with a lot more heart and for each other
Taking the time
On the weekend of prayer
A wounded bird in the hand
With the eyes of a child come to understand
I will open the book, raise the pen
Let it breathe in and vent my life again
Take me from where I am
As a freed bird flies from the hand
To ascend, to ascend
Were you catching the last train to nowhere
Playing out scenes of dark desert days
Put it behind you now
Call out those bleak shadows from your mind
And never again
Slip through the cracks
Memories of once longer days
They keep on floating by
The adventurous times when we traveled life's road
Though we were often blind
But with a lot more heart and for each other
Taking the time
On the weekend of prayer
A wounded bird in the hand
With the eyes of a child come to understand
I will open the book, raise the pen
Let it breathe in and vent my life again
Take me from where I am
As a freed bird flies from the hand
To ascend, to ascend
On the weekend of prayer
A wounded bird in the hand
With the eyes of a child come to understand
I will open the book, raise the pen
Let it breathe in and vent my life again
Take me from where I am
As a freed bird flies from the hand
To ascend, to ascend
Collecting visions from the other side
Caught between day and night
You were stealing moments, passed hours of your life
And balancing on the edge of a knife
Memories of once longer days
They keep on floating by
The adventurous times when we traveled life's road
Though we were often blind
But with a lot more heart and for each other
Taking the time
On the weekend of prayer
A wounded bird in the hand
With the eyes of a child come to understand
I will open the book, raise the pen
Let it breathe in and vent my life again
Take me from where I am
As a freed bird flies from the hand
To ascend, to ascend
Were you catching the last train to nowhere
Playing out scenes of dark desert days
Put it behind you now
Call out those bleak shadows from your mind
And never again
Slip through the cracks
Memories of once longer days
They keep on floating by
The adventurous times when we traveled life's road
Though we were often blind
But with a lot more heart and for each other
Taking the time
On the weekend of prayer
A wounded bird in the hand
With the eyes of a child come to understand
I will open the book, raise the pen
Let it breathe in and vent my life again
Take me from where I am
As a freed bird flies from the hand
To ascend, to ascend
On the weekend of prayer
A wounded bird in the hand
With the eyes of a child come to understand
I will open the book, raise the pen
Let it breathe in and vent my life again
Take me from where I am
As a freed bird flies from the hand
To ascend, to ascend
Credits
Writer(s): Alan White, Jon Davison
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