"Hope for the Hopeless"

"Hope for the Hopeless"

On a backroad to salvation

A boy tripped and fell.

He was on his way to heaven

But closer still to hell.

He then moved on a few miles,

But couldn't find the strength.

He slowed his pace and then sat down

And poured another a drink.

And right there on that dirt road,

He sang himself a song.

Its simple verse was incomplete-

Its chorus not too long.

He sang a song of where he'd been

And where he hoped to go-

But hope is that and nothing more,

So he sat in the cold. 

And he sang...

"Is there hope for the hopeless?

Is there mercy for the weak?

Is there time for the searching

To find what they seek?

Is there a chance for the blind
to embrace the light and see?

Is there hope for a dying man,

Lost in the world like me?"

It's hard to find the sunshine

In lands of endless night,

Where wild dogs howl and roam the street

That has no end in sight.

His eyes are growing weaker.

His heart is growing cold.

He sits alone, a remnant of

The soul that he has sold.

The people scorn and mock him,

And often he is stoned.

They’d rather just step over him

Than listen to his groans.

The movement makes him dizzy.

He finds it hard to stand-

This lonley child not welcomed in

The brotherhood of man.

While we sing...

"Is there hope for the hopeless?

Is there mercy for the weak?

Is there time for the searching

To find what they seek?

Isn't God still above us?
Or has He closed His eyes?

Is there hope for this cruel world-

That dies beneath His skies?"

-Spraggins '05

Update:
After seven years, this lyric was given a melody.  
Matt Glickstein wrote the music and recorded this one in 2012...