Who will listen to the medallions
That ring to your walk and talk
And the silver and crystals
That protect you round the clock
Who can comprehend
the truth That so demands
Your devotion to a higher plan
That you listen to as your only command
You can try to explain In so many ways
Til you are blue in the face
And still it somehow can't say
What you want to truly convey
This hunger that always stays
In your heart though it feels faraway
Unfulfilled and still craving
always not quite satiated
So you hold on and keep praying
To the God of your own making
With The protection of angels narration
With This time and all its takes
alive and ever grateful for the grace
That light of this mystic place
shimmering with the spell of this life
The magnet of silver and crystals light
That protect you as you comprehend
the truth That so demands
Your devotion to a higher plan
That is your only real command
You can try to explain In so many ways
Til you are blue in the face
And still it somehow can't say
What you want to truly convey
This hunger that always stays
In your heart though it's faraway
Unfulfilled and still craving
always unable to be satiated
So you hold on and keep praying
To the God of your own making
With The protection of angels narration
With This time and all its takes
To be alive and so grateful for the grace
the shimmering That silver and crystals create
Just a reflection of your introspection