Saturday, September 20, 2008

Prayer for the day

When one retires at night weeping, joy will come in the morning
You made my mountain stand strong....

Like and ancient memory
Remember how it used to be
Close your eyes and breath in
That's the scent of freedom
Ringing across the sea
Land of milk and honey
One day will wake up from this dream and we'll stop sleeping,
Oh, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo then we'll see clearly.....