As I walk down through the meadow lands admiring every turn,
I formulate conclusions from my new desire to learn.
Every step builds confidence, but reliance must return.
It's when I find myself alone that I'm sure to crash and burn!
Snakes in the grass
Breaking down my stride
Snakes in the grass
Feeding on my pride
When subtleties are camouflaged, I know that they're around.
When feelings override what's real, then casualties are found.
The forest seems to hide the trees when I'm busy making ground.
Much distracts an ear to hear, but discerning avoids their sound.
Snakes in the grass
Breaking down my stride
Snakes in the grass
Feeding on my pride
Snakes in the grass
You can run but you can't hide
Snakes in the grass
Near the Cross that they denied
Oh, I see now where I went wrong in assuming I was strong.
The shifting sands beneath my feet weakened where I stood so long.
When the grass is green and tall and its beauty beholds the eye
Turn a holy ear for fear and expect to hear their cry.
Snakes in the grass
Breaking down my stride
Snakes in the grass
Feeding on my pride
Snakes in the grass
You can run but you can't hide
Snakes in the grass
Near the Cross that they denied
