Holy Road (Album Version)

Holy Road (Album Version) - Lizzie West

Written by：Marc Jameson

I found I could go no more

My basket empty

And before me a thousand colored doors

So I sat down to plead

With a force beyond my reach

Hey Lord can you hear me

I been calling your name

Tell me Lord do you fear me

My nature remains 'cuz I am human anyway

You help me please if I may say

'Cuz I know the stable built by the hands of man

And I know a small town boy

Wants to star in a rock and roll band

And I know a 10 cent tip

On a 22 dollar check

And for these few things I know

These are things that I have been told

And I still don't know the walk of a holy road

I still don't know the walk of a holy road

Hey Lord can you hear me

I've been begging your name

Tell me Lord please speak clearly now

Do I live in vain for I am human anyway

You help me please if I may say

Oh mother may I oh mother may I

And father may I and father may I

Tell me teacher may I tell me teacher may I

You proud preacher may I

'Cuz I want to know the walk of a holy road

I want to know the walk of a holy road

Well I know the time

For a seed to take

And I know how high the water rises

Just before it breaks

And I know the want of a touch

From a lover who can't give enough

And for these few things I know

These are the things that I was never told

And then I wonder are these the walk of a holy road

Are they the lines of trees lines of trees

Are they the hedges see hedges see

Are these the signs of a very holy road

Hey Lord you can hear me

Well I spoke your name

And Lord it comes clear to me now

I live not in vain

For though I am human I can pray

And as I pray I will celebrate

'Cuz I know the soothe of a song

When the trap has got me lame

And I know the chorus of crickets

Singing out their nightly praise

And I know the sound of a swelling storm

Just before it rains

These are the stones of a holy road

And I pick them up and I gather them

As I go

These are the stones

These are the stones of a holy road

These are the stones

And I pick them up and I gather them

As I go

These are the stones

These are the stones of a holy road these are the stones

And I pick them up and I gather them

As I go

These are the stones of a holy road

As I go

These are the stones