Here The Soil Is Barren

Here - Nothing Grows

But Crosses

They - Know Not What They Do

You - Your Forgiveness

Falls As Dew

Nailed Upon A Wooden Frame

Twisted Yet Unbroken

Open Mounted A Silent Choir

Understood, Unspoken

Never Was There Heard A Sound

Until The Heavens Opened

Now The Tide Is Turning

To Other-wordly Yearning

Through The Sun's Eclipse Seems Final

Surely He Will Rise Again