when my life is far spent,
and my days numbered to the earth.
I’ll behold the ultimate tide.
asleep in the belly of the clay.
yet still, I am awake today
and set before me is my glorious ride.
Up, will be the cheering crowd.
Down below- wailing and yelling
that I can hear them loud.
But, in joy I can clearly tell.
I listened to the masters call.
But set before me, my glorious ride
as I hold on to grace.