Oh Thou! Who stood to hold my hand
when I was down and could not stand
whose heart it was that beat for two
My soul cries out, Thank God For You!

The fantacies all fade away
So I can stop and take your hand
and walk with thee amid our dreams
through starlight and celestial sand.

Oh Thou! Who stood against the night
When I was blind and saw no light
Whose eyes it was that saw for two
My soul cries out, Thank God For You!

The pain just seems to melt away
So I can stop and hold you near
And bless your every labored breath
Cast out your every mortal fear.

Oh Thou!  Who took me by the hand
When I was weak and could not stand
Whose light it was that shone for two
My Soul cries out, Thank God For You!

Steven L Nielsen
31 October 1997
 

His house secured with good tight locks
the poor man seeps in old used box
can't we see it's such a farce
we ought to kick the rich mans' arse!

Rich man drives a nice new car
Poor man begs at dirty bar
can't we see it's such a farce
we ought to kick the rich mans' arse!

Rich man sleeps with maiden Fair
To dream of such no poor man dare
can't we see it's such a farce
we ought to kick the rich mans' arse!

Steven L Nielsen
31 October 1997

It doesn't matter that you're gone
most people die, my brother John
It doesn't really matter when
your're just as gone as when you left

Oh how I cried to find you gone
you moved right on, my brother John
and left behind a trail of tears
I cried each one, the day you left

Years have come and years have gone
there's no more tears, my brother John
time has washed your grave stone clean
but time won't fix the day you left.

Steven L Nielsen
10 November 1997

Ten thousand miles a month slip by,
beneath the old Gray Ghost.
Of all the things I think about,
I think of you the most.

A thousand images of life,
will cloud these eyes each day.
I know I'm gone so very long,
but I will never stay.

Too many times the road will turn
and twist behind a bend.
But all that I can think about,
is when this day will end.

The sun rise in the mountains and
 the sun sets in the sea.
The last thing you will see tonight
beside you will be me.

The night will pass away in peace
beside you while it seems,
forever will be lost within
the vision of our dreams.

A longing touch good bye and then
two shadows must depart.
I sail across the desert but,
your eyes still hold my heart.

Each endless mile evaporates
and vanishes like dew.
And all I have to keep me sane,
is one more dream of you.

Here I am full circle and
my story starts anew.
I come and go and dream my dreams
and always dream of you.

I'm coming home to you my dear.
I'm coming home to you.
Your mountains and your valleys
where the river runs to clear.
There simply is no other place
where life can be so dear.
I'm coming home to you my dear.
I'm coming home to you.
Your sweet and tender smiling face,
your laughing eyes of green.
There simply is no other place,
such splendor can be seen.
I'm coming home to you my dear,
I'm coming home to you.

Steven L Nielsen
26 November 1997

For whom does this moon shine?
Who stands beneath that ancient sine
and boldly claim this time is mine?
Whose hand will touch the velvet night
and tease the ripples of moon light?
Whose fingers trace the muted runes
Pressed deep into the silent dunes
reach out and touch the Desert Moons?
 

Steven L Nielsen
23 April 1998
Spanish Version of "Desert Moons"

My heart is heavy and I have no light,
to cast upon these shadows of a long dark night.
My soul is empty and I have no where,
to find relief from pain and dark despair.

Oh Lord I've come to find Thee here,
Oh how I pray that Thou art near.

My path was marked but still I went astray.
I lost the light of heaven and I could not pray.
I need Thee now to find the light of day,
That shines upon my path so I can find my way.

Oh Lord I've come to talk to Thee.
Oh how I pray Thou'll talk to me.

When Thou hast heard my prayer I humbly plead,
for Thy devine assistance in my hour of need.
I have no promise but to do my best,
to start again in live and try to pass the test.

Oh Lord I've come to find Thee here,
Oh how I pray that Thou art near.

The fetters from my soul fell to the ground.
The light of heaven slowly gathered all around.
And as I wept I thought the earth would cease.
There inside His arms I found eternal peace.

Steven L Nielsen
November 1997

Then tongues of fire and lightning drew,
as though some ghostly brand,
the shadow of each dream I dreamt
across the desert sand

With thunder raging through my ears,
the challenge plain to see,
to test the lightning and its will,
to strike or set me free

And Lo! the Calm, as though a word
of victory in my hand.
The challenge answered in the flames,
still burning in the sand.

Steven L Nielsen
15 June 1998

And you are the one
I love, and I
In all of creations plan
cannot find a star
as bright as you
to hold in my hand...

And you are my wings
of hope, and peace
You give me the vision of
your eternal light
to guide me through
my heavenly flight...

As wings through the heavens
brush lightly my heart
the moment of passing
forever will start
your touch is the heaven
that burns in my heart
your love is the power
that makes it all start.

And here is your hand
in mine, and in
my hand is the pledge I give
the stars in your eyes
that shine tonight
Forever will live

And Heaven will shine
within your eyes
and darkness will disappear
the stars in the skies
with me, will hold
Forever tonight

The vision of beauty
I hold in my hand
I'll hold forever
on Earth's golden sand
our love is the promise
the promise divine
the promise you'll ever
forever be mine...
 forever be mine...
  forever be mine...
   forever be mine...
    forever be mine...
      BE MINE......

 Steven L Nielsen
  11 June 1998

And how she held with trembling hand
The cold and dirty reins
And how each tear in silence fell
And sanctified the plains
Each painful step of man and beast
Each turning of the wheel
Each glance anew to western skies
New freedom they would feel

And how at night they’d gather ‘round
A circle by the fire
And every soul would yield to God
Their sorrows and desire
And then again with wondering awe
Behold the star filled night
And count again as miracles,
Each drop of twinkling light.

And how they gave themselves to sleep
Within the fold of prayer
Then wander through an unseen realm
Away from earthly care
And deep within their searching dreams
As pilgrims in the night
Upon its altar lay their life
And find Eternal Light

Steven L Nielsen
02 April 1999

Then as a thief in dark of night
we steal the sacred land,
and set out traps and snares in feign
and offer freindships hand.

And dare we see beyond the eyes
that sees beyond the day?
Dare we invoke her conscienceness
to help us find our way?

Then as a sentinel at night
she watches in the gloom,
and notes that with each move we make,
move closer to our doom!

Steven L Nielsen
20 June 1998

Letters to my home
from the darkness where I roam
watching life fade through my tears
slipping away into my fears.

lost and far away
from the youth that used to play
far and away it now seems
beyond the fields of time and dreams

Lost and far away
losing sight of yesterday
I could not see the sorrow
of the dark and cold tomorrow.

Running through the night
hiding from the soft warm light
where in the light I could see
the reflections of what could be.

Running through the night
chasing any thing in flight
believing my shadowed ghost
was some poor other souls black host.

Dieing in my heart
never was this grief to start
and when my dreams denied me
my heart turned face and it tried me.

Dieing in my heart
judged, convicted, ripped apart
looking through my flood of tears
there was no jury of my peers.

Letters from my home
to the blackness where I roam
being the light in my eye
the wings of light I would not try.

Letters from my home
the my heart here all alone
in the soft light they will give
the visions where I learn to live

Steven L Nielsen
22 September 1998

Days will end and mornings come
and still you are the one
that is the fairest in my eyes
when every day is done.

Steven L Nielsen
20 June 1998

The mystic fires of mother Earth
in forging every soul,
Has blessed the passage of each birth,
with powers it could tame,
That it might hold and learn to be
a keeper of the flame
Steven L Nielsen
4 July 1998

And should a different stage be set
that does not have her grace,
of all the players that may pass,
they all shall have her face.

And yet the final curtain stays
and does not close the scene,
and in my eyes shall always be
her perfect grace serene.

Steven L Nielsen
18 June 1998

This road has wandered in and out
the circles of my heart,
has wandered through the mysteries of
each ending from the start.
I've found the heights and valleys of
each thought that crossed my mind,
each demon that I had to slay
or angel I could find.

No knight beyond the wonderment
of moonlit tales of yore,
upon his steed of thunder find
a brighter place to soar.
To climb among the stars of light
and pay celestial toll.
or reach beneath the gates of hell
and free a pilgrims soul.

I found the end to this long road,
The fruit this journey bore.
and would that pilgrims lost at sea
could find this peaceful shore.
I came to find the endless gold
and leave in victory
and all I found was sands of time.
and in the sand was me.