THE VOICE
(Slater/Tate)
Am I still alive?
I think I've got it right.
I'm, I'm made of light.
Before I leave and go away,
I have some things that I must say.
Before I am gone.
Finally now I see,
there's so much inside of me.
Is everyone innocent?
The blood on the ground is almost dry
I'll take this chance, I'll try . . .
I'll try to tell you . . .
There's so many possibilities,
that I'm just starting to see.
It's like the poets have always said,
when life is hanging from a thread . . .
you can hear that voice in your head.
And now my heart's done bleeding,
but I've just started seeing.
I feel my courage match the tide
as I see the other side.
When will we hear this voice all the time?
Just like a child in mother's arms,
I know I'm warm and safe, no harm
from whatever comes from now on.