Diary of Wisdom and Love

The Passenger

Sale Moor, UK
Timothy

Such a long road the passenger walked down the Way,
selling his stories, blessings and prayers just the same.
Tell me that story again.
Tell me that story again.

Tell me, tell me again.
Tell me my story again.

Beautiful words from one just in pain.
Beautiful tales of Truth, Life and again.
He took their hearts and told them to play.
All the world’s songs just in a pretty afrain.

Tell me that story again.
Tell me, tell me again.
Tell me, tell me again.
Tell me my story again.

A little way I walked across the deep blue ocean lost,
taking my bible and holy water at cost,
asking them to open the Church door to pray,
and finding no one more than afraid.

Tell me that story again.
Tell me, tell me again.
Tell me, tell me again.
Tell me my story again.

This little tale ended seven years ago.
They took me in, grated my own will and more.
Told me I don’t need to pay.
Told me I shouldn't even pray.
Told me my tale wasn't sane.
Told me no more than I failed.

Tell me that story again.
Tell me, tell me again.
Tell me, tell me again.
Tell me my story again.