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
â??cuz I am human anyway
You help me please if I may say
â??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 donâ??t know the walk of a holy road.
I still donâ??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?
And father, 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?
Are they the 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
â??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
and I pick them up and I gather them as I go
These are the stones of a holy road
and I pick them up and I gather them as I go