Friday, September 1, 2006

Prostrate


Prostrate.....
lying underneath the sun


thinking about
how it all went wrong
So many decisions I have made



Plans
disappointed
are the plans
not best made
Played
and I thought
I had it made in the shade
What I found out
I was never
number one
The longest journey
begins
with a single step
But, I'm weary, Lord
Tired of trying
to make them happy
tired of trying to fix everything
Life holds guarantees
but not for me,
it seems
I know
what you're gonna say...
Cast your burdens on me
I'm trying Lord
One step forward
two steps,
and I'm falling again
I know
which way to go...
but why do I keep on falling


Think I'm gonna stay here
on my knees....


"...ye though I walk
through the valley
in the shadows of death,
I will fear
no evil..
for thou art with me
thy rod,
and thy staff-
they comfort me..
thou prepare-st a table
before me...
in the presence
of mine enemies..."

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