the crowd has gone away
family went home to stay
the good christians gave their last prayers
as old friends offered one last solemn stare
we walk the dirt and stone
it is the land of a refugee alone
forgotten men on long forgotten roads
so far to go so few to share the load
everyone has come and gone
but the road is still a thousand miles long
and the worst for most is my very best
"come to Me all you weary and I will give you rest"
the patrons left the carnival
the sight seers seen their last sights
the mourners all cried and went
and the new dawn has given way tonight
Come to Me all you weary,
and I will give you rest.
One more step, one more step,
to my love, to my rest. rest.