This song illustrates the way I felt back in 1971. Today, I know I can't make it on my own.
You came down from the mountains
With the tablets in your hand,
And you told us what you thought you’d heard
Up there where you’d been higher than any bird.
And we tried to understand
When you led us from that land,
Following your inner light into the desert sand.
You led us through the wilderness
Where there was no path or road
And we trusted in your vision and
Believed you’d help us find the promised land.
And we tried to keep your code;
But the sun is sinking low.
It’s too late to reap the seeds we should have sowed.
Where are you Moses now the light’s gone out?
’Cos you said we need a leader
But suddenly it seems you’ve lost your way
And you don’t know what to say
And we’ve got to find our way back home alone.
The dark is falling silent
In the sudden desert night
And the cold is striking deep and fast.
We’re feeling blind and lonely now, and lost.
So we ask you for a light
Or a beacon high and bright
And we listen as mosquitoes sing and bite.
But you give us no reply.
It’s like you vanished clean away
And climbed again your mountain peak
Once more your godsent certainty to seek.
We survived until the day.
We found where your body lay
And none of us could find a prayer to pray.
Where were you Moses when the light went out?
Perhaps we didn’t need a leader
’Cos suddenly it seems you’ve lost your way
And you’ve nothing left to say.
Now we’re going to find our way back home alone.