Was it by my own tongue I did not taste manna from the heavens that went to waste? Desires of the flesh are what I fed on But that does not digest nor sustain for long
Was it by my own eyes I did not see pillars of cloud and fire leading me? Mirages in the sand are what caught my eye Drawing me out from the camp alone to die
Child of wrath You wandered far In desert plight You're a faded star You are to be A child of light With eyes to see To breath new life