Something terrible has taken god,
I can’t seem to find him anymore.
I lost my joy.
I’ve lost all hope.
And all my love is gone.
Where is his mercy,
Where are his arms,
Why should I sing to a god,
Who can’t keep his chosen people out of harm.
My eyes are cold.
My heart is stone.
This is how I’ve condemned myself to be.
My feet are numb.
My mother’s gone.
And smoke is all I see.
I used to sit up on a hill
And talk to god about the sky.
I’d tell him how my day went,
And thank him for my life.
But now I curse his very name
The sky is scowling with gray clouds of smoke.
How can a god to loves his child,
Do this to whom’s very existence he spoke.
His turned us into vessels,
We are just an empty carcass with a heart,
We have a brain, we our stomaches
But our souls chose to depart.
I looked up at my father,
Whom i’ve looked up to all my life,
I searched for a smile in his sorrow
But all I saw was tears in his eyes.
Surely there must be a god,
Though I see he’s not with me.
How can a got who loves his children,
Be content with what he sees?
And surely he must be content,
For if he disagreed
I know that he could send someone
Who could certainty set us free.
I guess this means he does not love
As much as I once thought.
Or maybe I was simply blind,
To if there is a god or not.

What if we looked up to the sea
Instead of the sky?
And the clouds are the little islands
Would we wish to soar it up high?

We wouldn't drink the saltwater
when it rains...
Or watch the fishes raining down
our window panes

What if we swam the vast deep skies
Instead of the sea?
And we would catch stars for meals to eat
Would it make a perfect pair for sushi?

Submarines would dive deep from shore to space
I wonder how long it would take for them
To rise again above the surface

I’ll cross the sea first from the pier
Wavy saltwater, boats do steer
Across the volcano was that island dear
Blue skies make the green land appear

If I were a ship’s captain, I would voyage around
And explore San Miguel’s sandy ground
I’ll stick my ear to the waves and egrets’ sound
When the sunset comes, the mountains across are crowned

At night, I could sleep on this island’s sands
And gaze upon the million lights of the galactic hands
Or above are the palm trees swaying, proudly they stand
Or if not on the sands, we can hike above the highlands

The city lights reflect from the sea
So does the fishermen’s bright ferry
And oh the lighthouse above me
Illuminates the stratosphere gallantly

To God who created such beauty,
We adore the gift we received from thee.


The Lord God gave us the hand to take good care of his land
Let us maintain nature’s grand.

Once upon a time, I dreamed about thee
I saw a charming prince, so dear it amazed me
His eyes were as bright as the twinkling galaxy
Such a fantasy it could be

In every word he speaks makes the gardens bloom
It even brings life to the corpses in a tomb
My dear, what is thy name?
And from whence hast thou came?

I dreamt about thee, sailing on a tranquil sea
If only you could see through me,
How you lit my heart aflame
Oh dear, heed me in heaven’s holy name!

My soul drifts connecting our streams into one
Our sails paddled through leaving the waves behind
I see thee, mirrored from the sea, fine-lined
Your reflection was even brighter than the sun

Our sails drew closer when the sea aggravated its wrath
How can nature be so unkind?
Away we go, departing our path
Now my rhyme is lost like a wanderer in the night