Frailty Lyrics

An old man stares through the window pane
The cold wind is
swaying the long grass
The man sits on a chair resting his
weary legs
Weakness reflects from his withered skin

He is praying for strength and mercy
Silent
devotion flows around him
The wall is covered with memories

Portraits with faces that never grow old

The
dreams of the past haunt his lonely life
The crying face
and voice of a newborn child
The piercing gaze in the eyes
of grace
The first frail smile of the hopeful dawn

He closes the eyes that God once opened
And
listens the wind howling outside
It cracks through the
walls of old home
Deep to the soul of a man without a
path