Whats the price of arrogance?
All I know condensed into a certainty
Closed off from the mystery
Allow me to paint the imagery
Reading messages put me in a strange space
All this knowing, can I just cut the cord?
Float and drift through a thousand galaxies
Why is it your mad at me?
What's the price of vengence?
Retalliating always harms more than heals
Before goodness sprung a leak in the bucket
Words become sharp like incisors. To cut it..
What is the pursuit of justice?
When all the news is "just in"
Time works upon tight strings
Tuned up by a pipe-wrench
When I'm troubled, buried in rubble
I fall and I stumble, like losing consciousness
Asking Q's like why do I exist,
I'm not afraid to admit I need him
God's son, Jesus, Christ, Forgiveness
Cause all I really know is weighted
Counterbalanced by a picture
May the steps that I limp
Better reflect his image.
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