Over the dunes and towards the ridge he walked
His boots both split open at the heel and the hour was approaching noon
It was three days since he last touched a lick of water
Long since the barren waste had claimed the life of his steed
And feed it over to a venue of vultures
Well the only signs of life near or far was the same ominous fate
Circling in the heat above his head
But he not give in to his discouraging situation
For though his pockets were empty and mind was bare
His soul knew cool water he would find
Dusk had made its mark on the horizon and left in peace
The once burning sand was now becoming him with a chilling embrace
But he pressed onward and made his ascent up the ridge
Toward the abandoned steeple
A cool night had set in
And like a pool each star was wet with water lapping at his side
With the last few grains of life he had left in his body
He pulled upon the rope at the well near the steeple base he had made it to
Devoting his final breath to an earnest prayer
And it went like this...
Dear God who art in heaven
Give me this day my liquid bread
For without your hand to guide me
I am surely dead
In yesterday's mind all is well
What a fool am i to believe in hell
Arthur Ahbez - Cool Water Lyrics
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Over the dunes and towards the ridge he walked
His boots both split open at the heel and the hour was approaching noon
It was three days since he last touched a lick of water
Long since the barren waste had claimed the life of his steed
And feed it over to a venue of vultures
Well the only signs of life near or far was the same ominous fate
Circling in the heat above his head
But he not give in to his discouraging situation
For though his pockets were empty and mind was bare
His soul knew cool water he would find
Dusk had made its mark on the horizon and left in peace
The once burning sand was now becoming him with a chilling embrace
But he pressed onward and made his ascent up the ridge
Toward the abandoned steeple
A cool night had set in
And like a pool each star was wet with water lapping at his side
With the last few grains of life he had left in his body
He pulled upon the rope at the well near the steeple base he had made it to
Devoting his final breath to an earnest prayer
And it went like this...
Dear God who art in heaven
Give me this day my liquid bread
For without your hand to guide me
I am surely dead
In yesterday's mind all is well
What a fool am i to believe in hell
His boots both split open at the heel and the hour was approaching noon
It was three days since he last touched a lick of water
Long since the barren waste had claimed the life of his steed
And feed it over to a venue of vultures
Well the only signs of life near or far was the same ominous fate
Circling in the heat above his head
But he not give in to his discouraging situation
For though his pockets were empty and mind was bare
His soul knew cool water he would find
Dusk had made its mark on the horizon and left in peace
The once burning sand was now becoming him with a chilling embrace
But he pressed onward and made his ascent up the ridge
Toward the abandoned steeple
A cool night had set in
And like a pool each star was wet with water lapping at his side
With the last few grains of life he had left in his body
He pulled upon the rope at the well near the steeple base he had made it to
Devoting his final breath to an earnest prayer
And it went like this...
Dear God who art in heaven
Give me this day my liquid bread
For without your hand to guide me
I am surely dead
In yesterday's mind all is well
What a fool am i to believe in hell