Some days the sun just doesn't come up
The green of the grass does not reach my eyes
The thoughts of my mind are occupied with worry
And nothing I can do will help me break free.
Sometimes the world just weighs down on you
even with the beginning of a new day.
But when I feel like I am locked up in chains
And the world makes me waste away
I turn and pray.
I say, Father, please give me a new day
I have all this junk on my mind, and I am feeling the pain
I need to leave all of this with you,
Father, please show me the way.
And then, the world, which had previously been gray,
turns green and blue, and all the colors it may.
The grass is green, the sky is blue,
and the sun beams down on me, with a warming grin.
How did I not feel these rays on my skin?
I plug in my Ipod, watching as the gray melts away
And smile, as I say "it's gonna be a great day."