| Lonesome and hungry I travel this land
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| Searching for some place called home
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| Faceless and nameless known only by fate
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| When destiny finds me no more shall I roam
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| Tired and thirsty as I travel on
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| Dreaming of water and wine
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| Beside a green meadow I stop for a rest
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| Where a gentle brook winds through the pines
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| Standing eyes blinded by God’s golden water
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| My savior was but a facade
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| Hands sifting sand from a pool full of promise
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| My oasis was just a mirage
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| Alone and exhausted I fall to my knees
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| I can’t find the strength to go on
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| Visions will show me the path as I sleep
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| And I’ll find my way with the dawn
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| Standing eyes blinded by God’s golden water
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| My savior was but a facade
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| Hands sifting sand from a pool full of promise
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| My oasis was just a mirage
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| Awakened by voices that whisper my name
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| I’m all alone in the night
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| How can a place so empty and cold
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| Be filled with such glorious light
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| Standing eyes blinded by God’s golden water
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| My savior was but a facade
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| Hands sifting sand from a pool full of promise
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| My oasis was just a mirage
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| (repeat chorus)
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| Lonesome and hungry I travel this land
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| Searching for some place called home
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| Faceless and nameless known only by fate |