The Beggar Who Gives Alms

There are no mystic jewels
Embedded in my prose
No moonlit haloed cherubs
Perched on my piano
No lyrics laced with pixie dust
No angels sings along
I am just a beggar who gives alms

Chorus:
Gold and silver have I none
But such I have give thee
Borrowed words from the one
Who gave the gift to me
The pearl that I could never buy
This life, this dream, this song
And I am just a begger who gives alms

I am not the creator
But a scribe with a pen
I'm recreating visions
Through a cracked and broken lens
Only one has ever seen
The home for which we long
And I am just a beggar who gives alms

Repeat Chorus