Wake me gently
Let the first slip of morning
Lure me back into life
I have woken too soon
Too abruptly and long before my time
Crushed and pierced at the doorstep of life
Silence waters the ground of a dust-boned self
Blowing the past right through me
Wake me gently
Let the first slip of morning
Lure me back into life
Only then can you touch me
Can you witness the miracle
