HÉLÈNE WAS LIVING IN A FOG ALL CHOKED UP IN A SMOG
LOST LIKE A POLLYWOG THAT’S STUCK ON A LOG
IN A POLLUTED BOG FEELING LIKE AN UNDERDOG
SHE’S NOW WAYFAIRING WOUNDED WONDROUSLY.

SHE PRAYED TO BE FREE FROM THIS CALAMITY
IMMERSED IN MISERY CRAVING FOR HARMONY
WHOLEHEARTEDLY SHE MET DIVINITY
SHE’S NOW WAYFAIRING WOUNDED WONDROUSLY.

WHAT CAME WAS PROPHECY SPOKEN ELOQUENTLY
SHE BEGAN BIBLIOMANCY YEARNING TO BE HOLY
SHE STARTED TO SEE PEOPLE HEAVENLY
SHE’S NOW WAYFAIRING WOUNDED WONDROUSLY.

SOME HEAR A MAESTRO KEENLY TUNING HER SOUL
WITH UNIVERSAL RESONANCE
AS SHE’S AN EMINENT COMPOSER
IN HER SYMPHONY WITH GOD
HER MUSIC NEVER RUNS MAINSTREAM.

SHE CHALLENGES REALITY AND DENIALITY
OH SO TENDERLY WITH SUCH ABILITY
SHE SPEAKS SO SOFTLY AND UNDERSTANDS HUMANITY
SHE SEES GOD’S GRACES FOR ETERNITY

HÉLÈNE STEERS WELL BY GOD’S CHART
HIS WAY’S A PIECE OF ART
SHE LISTENS WITH HER HEART AND HEARS MOZART
AS SHE COMPOSES HER START WHERE SHE PLAYS HER PART.

SHE’S NOW WAYFAIRING RECITING SINGING MAJESTICALLY
PERFORMING AT POETIC JUSTICE SIMPLY NATURALLY