Just Over The Next Hill

Your story is our story that was left untold
In quiet anticipation of the mind we stumbled upon
The hush that fell at the crossroad of our souls
Empty but unforgotten feelings that surge beyond

To search for the meaning for your weary soul
You trudged a long walk on the road that never ends
In empty silence alone you stood while truth slowly unfolds
Where tower of the winds screams the awe of a man

Where did you go and where have you been?
Yet your feet ran swift with a song in the shadow
Unbridled our screams frozen in silence to beam
Like the perennial grass in the expanse of the meadow

Just over the next hill the storming battle will soar
In the unchartered waters of historical greatness
Then your story is our story to be told forever more
And watching above in quiet, nods the silent witness.

GOD BLESS