Could you speak of life revealed,of something real

The smallest breath has fallin still

A gaze so deep

A grip so strong, seeking me consistant

Like a babe I've not a help

My voice is plain my cry is faint

Yet for me a war was waged, a price was paid

In slavery for death to seek

You once fell into the deepest sleep

And from your side a life was formed

Could you speak of life revealed, of something real

The smallest breath has fallen still

A gaze so deep

A grip so strong, seeking me consistant

Like a babe I've not a help

My voice is plain my cry is faint

Yet for me a war was waged, a price was paid

-Jonnie