And I stand on my hill Embattled Distressed as my jeans From crawling across this arid earth Begging for love Longing for acceptance ‘Til it struck me Under this desert sun That I hold the power with my faith To overcome These desert valleys echo my screams Shattering limestone with my intentions I rise again Slowly at first Shaky wings Healing can feel like hell Eventually I ascend above the hurt My view, heavenly Put my past to rest A funeral for who I had to be I have a ministry I was born for My destiny written in the brail of these night stars West Texas under my feet A song in my soul To Overcome