-The never ending wealth that comes from
guns and funeral wakes.
-I can't help but think the world would be a better place
if it had more hugs and handshakes.
-Treating people with respect in hopes they'll do the same.
-Trying to deal with life's tragedies
without assigning any blame.
-Our prayers seem at odds with our actions,
but still we pray for the Lord to understand.
-That the world is unforgiving, it's cold, full of hate,
but there are those amongst it who do the best they can.
-How much is enough anyway,
and at what point can a man claim a victory over sin.
-How far in life must we go,
to be able to have the long-sought
after piece that flows within?
-Sometimes I cry, even if the tears don't fall
-They keep telling me to pray,
but I honestly wish Jesus just had a number I could call
-I still keep my faith in silence;
I don't even bother asking for a sign
-Because the Lord works in mysterious ways,
and I know he's aware of the struggles I call mine