Lions Den Blowin' on that sacred harp , tears flowin' from my heart I'm a man on a cross Tie railroad track in the night, trade ya all my wrong for right I'm feelin' a little lost No need to reminisce, please don't mark me of the list Shine a light my way No need to part the sea, I just need some company It's been a lonesome day Oh it's me again , you know your my only friend Save me , I'm in the lions den Seems theres always time to burn, the work these idle hands have spurned Its drawing nigh to dusk As that last light fades , the ghost leaves , the dust awaits All my treasure turns to rust Far away on a hillside green, a quiet spot so serene Can I rest my bones ? Bathed in Your healing oil, blood and water applied to the soul Can I please come home ? - Rob McNurlin copyright Buffalo Skinner Music BM