You know your old when,
you buy a two bedroom with a den,
and it never empties out.
You have dragged emotional baggage,
cleaning your ears to discover cabbage,
busting at the seams, zippers are stuck!
For the first time in your life, you have a plan,
right?, oh no, you got this far on fruit and bran,
okay cereal killer, bust a move and your hip.
Have you smiled yet?
I really want with certainty,
to give you three steps, not wishes, for eternity,
it IS really important some how.
Not that this is the end,
could be drawn out like torture,
what would you give up, in forfeiture?
I've tried to do it on my own, painful right to my bones,
I am not powerless, nor am I a legend in my own mind,
Some One did it for me, and he found me, in a bind.
Have you found Him yet,
hit refresh, until you do,
don't believe in just anything,
even some lies can be true,
that baggage, it may be your strength.
Jul 1, 2013
Jul 1, 2013 at 10:59 PM UTC
You know your old when,
you buy a two bedroom with a den,
and it never empties out.
You have dragged emotional baggage,
cleaning your ears to discover cabbage,
busting at the seams, zippers are stuck!
For the first time in your life, you have a plan,
right?, oh no, you got this far on fruit and bran,
okay cereal killer, bust a move and your hip.
Have you smiled yet?
I really want with certainty,
to give you three steps, not wishes, for eternity,
it IS really important some how.
Not that this is the end,
could be drawn out like torture,
what would you give up, in forfeiture?
I've tried to do it on my own, painful right to my bones,
I am not powerless, nor am I a legend in my own mind,
Some One did it for me, and he found me, in a bind.
Have you found Him yet,
hit refresh, until you do,
don't believe in just anything,
even some lies can be true,
that baggage, it may be your strength.
Oh the three steps...I know Who can help you with that,
starts with prayer... you and He will make it work.
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