Digging deep
Poor old luand set the stage
prepare yourself for the cynic's rage
is it a question still of who is man?
or how they feel and what i am
but digging deep i found a way
what more do i need to say
gone through life and death
and what remains
if any blemish hang your head in shame
like a fever that just keeps you down
would you simply let it stay around?
'digging deep' i guess i say
is more pridefulness of that day
in truth i know that it is clear
i was distant, God is near
in the goodness and strife
found and empty wanting life
though so long made no sound
with tears i bowed myself down
won't you greet this man
and hear his words
maybe an open ear would make him stir
could a closed heart have saved all man?
digging deep i guess i say
is more pridefulness of that day
in truth i know that it is clear
i was distant, God is near
so now hold your breath and set the stage
prepare yourself for the cynics rage
is it a question still of who is man?
or how they feel and what i am