Christmas Lullaby
Dec. 11th, 2016 03:24 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I'll never have the power to control the land
Or conquer half the world
Or claim the sun
I'll never be the kind who simply waves her hand
And has a million people do
The things I wish I'd done
But in the eyes of heaven
My place is assured
I carry with me heaven's grand design
Glory, Oh,
Glory I will sing the name of the Lord
And He will make me shine
And I will be like Mother Mary
With a blessing in my soul
And I will give the world my eyes
So they can see
And I will be like Mother Mary
With a blessing in my soul
And the future of the world inside of me
In the eyes of heaven
My place is assured
I carry with me heaven's grand design
Glory, Oh,
Glory I will sing the name of the Lord
And He will make me shine
And I will be like Mother Mary
With a blessing in my soul
And I will give the world my eyes
So they can see
And I will be like Mother Mary
With a blessing in my soul
And the future of the world inside of me
And I will be like Mother Mary
With the power in my veins
To believe in all the things
I've yet to be
And I will be like Mother Mary
And I'll suffer any pains
For the future of the world
For the future of the world
Inside of me
This song has been haunting me for months, in a good way. Like all the Songs For a New World this suggests a story, but oh, I really want to write one about this one. Maybe urban fantasy or magical realism, about a pregnant girl, alone and maybe captive, whose faith is sustaining her through her ordeal, whose hope provides her light in the darkness.
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Date: 2016-12-11 05:39 pm (UTC)