Plates and Shadows

Look around to see where I’m standing Look around and see everything that I own I cover my eyes Cover my face But my shade remains in the same old place What if we turn off the lights Then maybe we can see it all Hear it all Coming from that special place Has anybody found that place Where alive I’m free Myself No matter where I’m standing Through every breath that I take A choice A path or fate All I know is where I’m going Who knows the way anyway Could we explain where we come from with a single breath and a single sound Can you hear me Can somebody tell me Will we live to survive Or will we live to be alive Has anybody found that place Where alive I’m free Myself No matter where I’m standing Through every breath that I take A choice A path or fate All I know is where I’m going Who knows the way anyway After eras of prayer I still find myself wondering between Wrong and wrong roads I have found myself tasting all sorts of God’s plates But I still don’t know how I ended up where I did Oh I I wish I would know Well do you know that place Where things are all The way we want them to Be My