Start the fire of my heart and let the Spirit flow between us as the river in the night we're bringing life to the drought.

Let the Spirit flow Let it flow

Let it cleanse the trenches of my soul O let it give me a new light let it bring with it all it may God give me grace to understand that this may, bring a life. A light.

Let the Spirit flow through the holes of my heart start the fire, the fire of my heart.

Dream with me across the blue sky yonder in such ways make us wonder.

Leave me to live in peace in constant knowing of this thing so much higher, higher and so alive I feel, feel this is calling me to a depth I have not seen.

Somehow show me a road to nowhere, where it goes You make it true and now I see this is right This is the Light.

Sparrows calling across the plains give me chills of distant rains One day will I wonder, what did those Sparrows call for?

Dreams of them fill my mind whirling, swirling colors of Light. And it's all right.

Because it's no longer night the Spirit flows throughout my soul.

Flows.

2100 Saturday, December 14th, 2002