Neverending desert road.
Pavement hot, yet strangely cold.
Is like some, human souls.
Dark clouds are rolling in.
Horiozon's looking grey and dim.
Winds shifting, endlessly.
We're living in a field of stark humanity.
Our Father tells us plant the seed.
Some will grow and some will not.
Watch the Spirit move.
Spread the word, oh spread the word
and plant the seed.
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Great expance of ice and snow.
White is blinding, no way to know.
This strange and empty land.
Pale sun shroud in yellow haze.
No distinction of night and day.
World drifting, aimlessly.
Oh God how are we to know.
Where to plant the seed so it will grow.
Oh God do we need to know.
How the Spirit causes life to grow.
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