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On Sunday morning, Linen candles burn
White wine and ocean breeze through open windows
Fruits of the freshest and crystal chandeliers turn
Silk clothing made for Gods
Doves sing a beautiful song
Eager fingers turn the ivory leaves.
Whimsical words fill the air,
Dancing around her fingers and entangled in her hair.
The young bibliophile consumes every letter as she reads
3 perfect nights spent with you.
holding you in my arms, it felt like it would never end.
so unreal, almost like you could view it on the big screen
in every theatre in town.
the touch, the kisses, the hugs
To be or
Not to be
Who God has
Called me to be
Do I want to
See a change and rise
Or will I be another to
Just sit and sigh
Lord of Lord
Hear my cry
Am I really
To be or
Not to be
Who God has
Called me to be
Do I want to
See a change and rise
Or will I be another to
Just sit and sigh
Lord of Lord
Hear my cry
Am I really
I find you in the stranger across the room,
In the way they seem to hesitate over which book to pick from the shelf.
Why hesitate?
Is there something between the books I can't see?
Look around at the world you see
The waters so deep
The sky so clean
The mountains so high
The trees so green
Living a double life, is easier than you think
Just wear the mask, loud and proud, no one will even blink
You play your role, you know who they want to see
The beloved son, the athlete, maybe even the geek
It's like clockwork I wake up, I eat, I sit and do nothing Do nothing while the weight of the world sits on my shoulders bending my back into a “C” With the hands of the clock, the cycle repeats I wake up, I eat, I sit and do nothing Do nothing w
