Mark Johnson - Reborn

Lets walk together down the old road
Past the church where willows weep and thoughts seep
seep into the cold ground
But we cannot stop
for the ancient lake awaits

May I be immersed
Overwhelmed with crystal
and the desire to breathe is intense
When all is done I may relax
for I am reborn
Free to journey with you and enjoy what we want

Goodbye to places and faces
I will speak of them no more

Mark Johnson

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