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(p) 2017

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Bewildered in the wilderness wandering without rest
I guess I’m learning patience, but I’m tired of the lesson
This path goes in circles; lost my trail of crumbs
If I had known how hard this would be, don’t know if I’d have come

Feels like forty (forty days)
Feels like forty (forty nights)
Feels like forty (forty years)
I want, I want, I want something.

There is no turning back; the clock does not rewind
But there should be some purpose here and not this awful grind

Feels like forty…

I’m parched
There’s dust in my throat, sweat’s stinking my eyes,
I must abandon all hope
This ain’t no place for a wayfaring stranger
And I’m a torch
Ands I’m ripe for a light, and the safety is off,
And I’m primed for a fight.
How did I become the one who’s a danger?

Feels like forty…
I want it now.

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from All Your Life: From Eden to Apocalypso, released November 10, 2017
Dave Powers, piano and synth; Dennis Hodges, guitar; Louis Tsamous, drums; Tracy Keenan and DeMeeshia Marshall, vocal solos; Covenant Presbyterian Church Chancel Choir.

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Tracy Keenan Columbus, Ohio

Singer/songwriter, Presbyterian minister, and lover of all kinds of music, Tracy has been writing and making music in a range of venues for years. She believes the line between the sacred and the secular is only an illusion.

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