To Overcome




 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 

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