i
stare at broken rings
pictures of
broken dreams
and i
can't help but
cry
promises
that were made
foundations
that were laid
and i
brought down the
sky
i shot down the moon
i blotted out the sun
my days are numbered
i wait for the light to come
again
i
read the written words
visuals of
ideas heard
and i
can't help but
cry
memories
flood like rain
impossible
to remove the pain
and i
just want to
die
i shot down the moon
i blotted out the sun
my days are numbered
i wait for the light to come
again
Jesus
what have i done
how can i fly
when i can't run
G-d
what did i do
to distance myself
so far from you
Spirit
fill my soul
these bloody hands
this empty hole
i shot down the moon
i blotted out the sun
i'm broken and beaten
G-d show me your love
again
Wednesday, December 12, 2007
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