An acorn is a tiny thing
But out of it a giant springs
It makes a home for birds and bugs
The roots give rocks and boulders hugs
Below it's branches leaves are dried
And broken hearted souls have cried
Tombstones lie below this one
Someone lost their only son
A stream of water near another
Where someone buried their dead mother
But back to other happy things
The peacefulness, wind whisperings
Powerful and mighty is this tree
That it puts hope inside of me
A mosquito flies around my head
Not bothering the lucky dead
But he brings hope to my heart
To get me up for a fresh start
You think you're too small to affect big things
Take note from that tiny terrorist with wings
God gave us nature for peace to be found
That's why I'm sitting here on the ground
People are buried all over the place
That's why this spot has a different pace
No one is worried or hurrying by
Nobody crying or asking God why
They've been sleeping for hundreds of years
Their prayers have been answered, no more tears
They sleep and wait for the glorious Son
To come down and say, 'alas, it is done.'

Long and intense though your week may be
You can’t give up, for don’t you see?
That God is always there through it all
Through the things we deal with big and small
Sometimes it seems we’re all alone
When bad things happen we moan and groan
But he is there through thick and thin
And in the end He’ll help us win
We can conquer all our problems
For He is with us and He can solve them
All He asks is that we trust and believe
'Cause He's got something up His sleeve
So lay down your fears and don’t give in
And step back from them and wait for Him

Lost, lost, it comes with a cost
the more we are lost the more it will cost
we travel from this place to that place and more
never really knowing what we're looking for
we dabble in this and we dabble in that
sleep in a treehouse and get a new tat
we dress like a hippy and smoke lots of grass
and drive until we've run out of gas
then we try chasing the title and cash
and hoard all we can so we have a stash
when we are old we'll retire with ease
and do whatever the heck that we please
but then we realize we already were!
and then we go right back to acting unsure
around and around, we just do not know
whatever we plant we will reap what we sow
all of our choices seem totally wrong
stilettos and ties, or board-shorts and a thong
am I the type with my hair all in place
or am I the one with the paint on my face
trek through the mountains to find peace and quiet
or sit by the pool on the south beach diet
we look for something that cannot be found
so we just keep moving around and around
but if lost is the state you are in on this day
take heart and remember, it's not here to stay
even Lost has Found, they are good mates
none of us is alone, or in charge of our fates