A Desert Prayer

Sandstorm gods have no shame Stir the winds withhold the rain Blur the lines between hope and faith While faintly mumbled prayers Linger in the desert air Alone on the steps of a porch The roof provides some shade from the baking sun Wipes away the sweat that pours down his neck Which is already red and summer's just begun Sandstorm gods have no shame Stir the winds - withhold the rain Two weeks unshaven - why should he care No one to impress - he no longer tries Thinks of the one who drove him here Bathed him in light then hung him out to dry Sandstorm gods have no shame Stir the winds - withhold the rain Follows the thunder Wherever it goes One day a downpour will arrive And she will soothe the burning air In answer to a desert prayer Follows the thunder Wherever it goes One day a downpour will arrive And she will soothe the burning air In answer to a desert prayer And she will soothe the burning air Follows the thunder wherever it goes In answer to a desert prayer One day a downpour will arrive And she will soothe the burning air