Deseret

Acorn shells scattered
On yellow grass
Beneath the shades of an old tree
Lay down your mystic basket
It is time to rest
It is time to rest
The fourth day is not until tomorrow
Regenerate. Nous Dios
The courtside is quieter
Make your backpack lighter
Onward. Christian songwriter
Rising from the east 
Slowly fading west
Honey and harmony
Make a seat for our guest
Buzz across the universe
To the mind’s hive
Beyond a shadow of doubt
You’re lucky to be alive
Sing about the comfort here
Sing about the gaze
Lying in the yellow grass
Flying through the days 
And your
Song will
Be called
Deseret