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It's calm, Soft, It brings me a smile The moonlight lights my path in luxurious style The sand cushions my tender feet, so I can walk miles My mind is in harmony, no room for nothing of vile The waves crash to the shore, music to my ears Blue birds nest near by, know nothing of fear I see hills so green, but not ever so clear I give my trust to God, who knows what is near The shadow is reality, the stars are my guide He shows me no fatality, He leads me with pride He whistles a tune, the melody not to hide Under his guide, he shows me life's a much more enjoyable ride Everyday I discover more, broaden my horizons Expand my vision show myself some new guidance Stop taking life for granted, no more self absorbed silence We take what is handed, live life as angered no need for all of this violence As I hold his hand and walk down the coast He explains my life is now over, I exist as a ghost But a new life can begin, a new chance for the most I say sorry move on and give thanks to my host
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Jul 9, 2013
Jul 9, 2013 at 1:04 PM UTC
A stroll with God
It's calm, Soft, It brings me a smile The moonlight lights my path in luxurious style The sand cushions my tender feet, so I can walk miles My mind is in harmony, no room for nothing of vile The waves crash to the shore, music to my ears Blue birds nest near by, know nothing of fear I see hills so green, but not ever so clear I give my trust to God, who knows what is near The shadow is reality, the stars are my guide He shows me no fatality, He leads me with pride He whistles a tune, the melody not to hide Under his guide, he shows me life's a much more enjoyable ride Everyday I discover more, broaden my horizons Expand my vision show myself some new guidance Stop taking life for granted, no more self absorbed silence We take what is handed, live life as angered no need for all of this violence As I hold his hand and walk down the coast He explains my life is now over, I exist as a ghost But a new life can begin, a new chance for the most I say sorry move on and give thanks to my host
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Jul 9, 2013
Jul 9, 2013 at 1:04 PM UTC
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