When all is said
And all is done
All that will be left
Is the love of God

When restless hearts
Search for something new
I pray dear Lord
They find rest in you

When we tend to stray
From the narrow path
Your loving grace
Brings the sinner back

When we are met
By worldly obstacles
The promise kept
Hold tight to the Lord

When we seek
Forgiveness from the Lord
He sets us free
According to his word

When all is done
And all is said
The love of God
Will be all that's left

Oh Snap
The jig is up
Caught red handed
With an overdue book

There's nothing to sneeze
As the Library Police
Roughed little me up
And slap the cuffs on me

Said book was due
Back in '92
They don't play that game
Or whistle that tune

Paraded out front
In the Police lineup
As the Librarian screams
That's the crook, lock him up

Now crying I find
Myself doing hard time
As that overdue book
Lingers on in my mind

Slapped with 3 years
Ironing book marked dog ears
Time off with good behavior
If I obey while I’m here

But the hardest part
Like it or not
They stripped me of my dignity
And took my library card

I knew this house could use some work
Going in I'm afraid it's going to hurt
When I start removing all the rot
I've let fester in this heart

I spruced the outside up real nice
Knowing full well I should have started inside
Because with what you choose to decorate
About you has a lot to say

I'm far from ready with the finishing nails
From how they're placed to where it counts
If I'm not in the right frame of mine
This building will collapse in time

I've tried several times to hire it out
But this project is a do it yourself
It helps in building character
A permit that's lacking in this world

I spend most my time trying to scrape
Away all of the old worthless paint
Before I try covering up the grime
With a coat of...out of sight, out of mind

I knew coming in, this house needed work
And that it was going to really hurt
Through it all I see I must concede
It's easier to work on wants than it is on needs

I said the word out loud
Then wrote it down
Put it in my pocket
Took it to town
Where I decided
To spread it around
Since the jest of it
Can hardly be found

I showed it to the old
Showed it to the young
The man on the corner
In tie and cummerbund
I'll go to the moon
And even beyond
For there's not a one
I will not show love

I asked of the crowd
To spread it around
One side take it up
The other side down
We'll start a movement
The likes haven't been found
When we open our mouths
And live love out loud

As I ready myself to leave
Pull the sheets tight over me
Have the priest read my last rights
Say a prayer and say goodbye

Let’s reminisce on what we had
Treasure the little we have left
Lean on the strength of what we believe
We shall meet again in eternity

As the lights in my eyes quickly dim
And our voices like whispers on the wind
Giving God full control of the helm
To steer this vessel into another realm

Just so you know, I won’t leave you alone
In your heart of hearts I will make my home
Living on in thought and deed
As sweet as any memory can be

As for now I’ll take my final bow
Going down for the last count
From death there’s no more need to hide
Say a prayer and say goodbye

I wish I may
I wish I might
I wish it all
Would turn out right
When I see the shape
This world is in
I can't help
But to keep praying

I wish I might
I wish I may
I wish it all
Would go away
The fall of man
The rise of sin
I can't help
But to keep praying

I wish I may and might
All I like
But only prayer
Can change a life
From this wretched
Man I am
I can't help
But to keep praying

Since this is my life
You would think by now I'd know
Just how much over time
That I've let myself go

When I was brand spanking new
Sealed right, packed extra tight
Seeing no expiration date
Ready to take on this life

But overtime I seem to find
I let things eat at me
Without the washing of hands from it
The rot can run fairly deep

I've tried at times to self-improve
Put myself back on top shelf
But I seem to lack the ingredients
When it comes to motivational skills

Or do my best to keep myself
Out of the discount isle
Being half the man I once was
When all of this first started out

If I could just make it to
What is clearly my sell by date
Without giving too much
Of myself away, then I might just be okay

...but who's to really say