The Sound

I can’t believe my eyes
Distorted views decay within
In a world of vanity
How does love stand again

It seems like I’m sinking deep
Drowning in the sea
And every time I try to rise
I’m down on my knees

Children ride bicycles in busy streets
Without traffic lights
We keep spinning around
Waiting here to ignite

It seems like I’m falling fast
Rocks are crashing down
And every time I try to stand
I here the sound

This was written during my drug days so I had to think about this one before posting it. I think what it says to me is that no matter how bad things appeared on the outside, inside on the back burner God’s calling was loud enough for me to hear. Twenty-five years later His voice has become clearer as I open my heart to others.

Copyright Rich Love © 2008

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