There goes the clock again
Gently reminding me it is past bedtime
But it isn’t me that needs rest
The time, the ticking, the echos
The clock needs rest
Too many are afraid of admitting to their unsatisfactory relationships.
Too many wake up disconnected from themselves because they can’t be who they want to be.
And an even larger number of people are afraid of admitting they want more, perhaps, even need more.
All for the sake of integrity.
How does salt water hold so much promise?
And white sand such glory?
How can a conscience be so clouded,
On an awfully clear day?
All that was loved of the ocean
Was out of envy
But the weight of their laughs
Can tip an ocean
While the light in their eyes
Builds an empire
Perhaps truth is within the children
The ones counting the waves
“I once had a thousand desires, but in my one desire where I prayed to get closer to You, all else melted away with Your mercy – and all I want now is You to be pleased with me.”
When the moon is lost
And I remember my sadness
I hear a voice from the depths of my heart
“But isn’t it nice being the happiest girl in the world?”
Sometimes I want to wish misfortune upon myself, if that’s what it’ll take to bring me closer to God again.
Can convince me that you’re worth this madness”