our past is the foundation of our future
our deeds, creeds and regrets
shaping who we are
never quite atoning
always honing our desires
in the present looking back
the fog grows thick
losing track of who we are
and who we want to be
nostalgic poison coursing
through the man, always cursing
the day the world turned grey
the fog is suffocating
a dim light breaks, glowing
through the mist, ever growing
redemption is within sight
God help preserve this light.
Dec 21, 2013
Dec 21, 2013 at 1:47 AM UTC
our past is the foundation of our future
our deeds, creeds and regrets
shaping who we are
never quite atoning
always honing our desires
in the present looking back
the fog grows thick
losing track of who we are
and who we want to be
nostalgic poison coursing
through the man, always cursing
the day the world turned grey
the fog is suffocating
a dim light breaks, glowing
through the mist, ever growing
redemption is within sight
God help preserve this light.