Mecca Songtext
von Wilder Adkins

I sought you, oh I sought you
Only to find
There is no mecca that can hold you
Nor any place that could confine

I have seen no holy city
For they are the works of man
Oh but there is a holy spirit
I met him in my mother′s garden

The sky cried out like a lamb
As the veil was torn apart
And the black that covered everything
Could not penetrate my heart


Oh there is no golden temple
And I have never heard you shout
But when I break the cinders open
The flames come pouring out.

Singing
O! Gold and Red,
Lit the sky above my head
I was tangled up in vines
Sure that I would end up dead

But you found me just the same,
Amidst the poison and the pain
And the furrow on your brow
Speaks of love I can't explain