Melting

I close my eyes

Fall on my knees

Almighty God

Hear my pleas

Get behind me trouble times

Get behind me trouble mind

I’m just a man

I have a need

To understand

What’s trailing me

Look beyond the wonder of the stars

Look beyond and wonder who we are

In my solitude, I can hear the angels

Singing

For my beatitude

For the Holy Virgin

The hounds of hell on my trail

Well they hung him In the morning

Justice of a kind

Frontier justice

Like love it can be blind

In my solitude, I will keep the fires

Burning

For my beatitude

To the Holy Virgin

The hounds of hell on my trail

On my trail, on my trail

Bird on the wire

Sage on the wind

Cold grip of winter melting, melting,

Melting, melting