To Believe

Riding an energy of a Pig this Morning.

I woke  up this Morning

And realized I am a Pig

In a big pig Pen

and I wanted Out 

I wanted to Shout

Hey, I want Out 

But no one was Listening

They all just kept eating the Slop

And on and on the day Went

So many hours alone I Spent

I woke up in the middle of this Pen

Noses grunting, messy place to Be

Then I saw a little Hen

I asked her to pull on Me

And she did, she pulled and pulled

And then at once out I was

No longer caged in nothing but Mud

No longer feeling like a Slug

And I walked a while with that Hen

So happy to be free of that Pen

Down to the River

Oh that water, it made me Shiver

I washed my Body Clean

Then I saw myself in the waters Sheen

There are so many pink spots on Me

I never realized, never realized this you See

I seem to be standing Taller

Now that I rose above that Swaller

No more grunting in my Ear

And we walked on without any Fear

No more hearing their greedy Voices

I was free to make my own Choices

No more hidden in the Masses

I saw Myself, rising above the Classes

No more feeling I could never be Free

That little Hen, I owe her, she set me Free

She set me Free

Anything she asks, anything she Asks

I will Do, I will Do

And I will do now for me Too

Freed from the Pen

By that little Hen

Only because I knew she Could

If I hadn't she never Would

Have Believed

Have Believed

And we would never have walked so Free

Can you See, Can you See

It took Me

It took Me

To Believe

To Believe

No matter how Dark it Gets

As long as you are still ahead of the Storm

No matter how Dark it Gets

As long as you are still ahead of the Storm

It is all up to You

It is all up to YOu, and it is Now, Now

Before the Storm

Before the Storm

Before the Storm

Before the Storm

When that hen walks by for You

Trust she Can

Trust she Can

Pull you out, pull you out

Have no Doubt

There is no time for Doubting my Friend

We are talking about You and Me

And this endless Sea

We call Life

And leaving behind all the Strife

All the Strife

Created by your Doubt

Created by your Doubt

Freed from the Pen

By that little Hen

Only because I knew she Could

If I hadn't she never Would

Have Believed

Have Believed

And we would never have walked so Free

Can you See, Can you See

It took Me

It took Me

And it will Take You

And it will Take You

To Believe

To Believe