I check my list, review the house.
Quiet reflections of the past year
The rooms are clean, no one's about.  

I shake my head to somehow clear
It's the calm before the storm.
The painful thoughts that bring the tears.

All is perfect, in it's place.                   Nothing seems perfect, or in its place.

One perfect night,                                
I seek that one perfect night,
Before that perfect day.
Before that perfect day.

Not a gift without a bow,                    
The gifts mean little, don't want a thing,
But a return to the peace that evening brings.

The tree is lit and glows in brilliance,
The glowing lights seem dim to me.

Coffee's ready, stands at wait
Love abounds, there is no hate.        
My love is tested, yet still no hate.

One perfect night,                                
One perfect night?

Before that perfect day.                      
I seek that perfect day.

What a peaceful time of rest,            
God, I ask for rest, that only you can give.

I reflect on God's great love.              
God, I know your love beseeches me to live.

A gift so very precious.  
You have not changed in all this time,

His son came from above.  
It's me, oh Lord, seeking your love divine.

Sent one perfect night,    
Please give me one perfect night of peace,

On that Perfect Day,
On that Perfect Day.

I just don't have energy for this world anymore.
It drains you of the pains and highs and the lows and the sadness and the happiness.

You make your way everyday,
It's like walking through mud. Where's the joy anymore?
Quite frankly, I don't have energy for joy anymore.

I love being happy,
I'll be happy again.
But right now, I don't have any energy for this world.

Where have all the souls gone?

They left in the night as dark as their hearts.
Guided by a lie.

Winding amongst us even today.
Veins of ice, eyes of steel.

How did this happen?
Hate begets the heart.

The passion of the soul should be love.
But the soul has eloped beyond the walls of reality where no one should ever see.

Shards of tears whisper, Come back,  hearts.
Cry,  where have all the souls gone?

The little ones go first they really don't know any better.
They huddle in groups and skippity hop along the ground.

The middle ones taunt the winds, thinking 'I can do this'.
Eagerly chastising the authority of time, and letting go for the hell of it.

The old cronies hang on with all the might they can muster until they gracefully, gently, sigh bye bye.

Bullied, abused, outright confused,  
Not seen, not heard, doesn't utter a word.
You know the type, but ignore the might.

Gotta change the game
So you'll know his name.
What are we doing wrong?
Stop the hemorrhage of life.

Simple solutions, stop the pollutions of the mind.
Listen, hear, see the unseen,
Compassion be the fashion, the fix, the find.

How do you know if you're waking up dead?
Did death come in a whisper?
Did it come in a roar?
Does anyone notice your not here anymore?

What good is it to you if you're waking up dead?
There's life in you still,
But dead thoughts in your head.
If you're at that point now, then move out of that bed.

Breathe breaths of life,
Breathe breaths of peace.
Wake up alive!
It's all in your reach!

Don't you know that God perfectly aligned the stars just for this moment?
He directs lives just for this moment?

It is not a chance meeting he brought you together in this very instant.
You just saved someone's life!
You just met your heart's desire!
You just changed a life!

God designed your life to be
Just who you are, where you are & with whom you are, right now.

Carry it out!
Fulfill your destiny....