fireflies only come out at night,
or maybe we just can't see their gleams of light
in the daytime
this was a lonely day
where my step father took me back to the western shore
to be alone again
companionship is not easy to come by these days,
buried in life's sad and sorry sands
regardless of all that has been good
there has always been the subtle reek of the bad
i don't know jesus,
but i hear he's a great guy
i don't know you,
but i know you're the only real answer, the only reasons why
and we pollute the rivers with reckless abandon,
and we let our children drown in it's poison
and when the sky opens up, there will be nothing left,
nothing but you, and him, and the lives that you have touched.
Jul 21, 2014
Jul 21, 2014 at 8:53 PM UTC
fireflies only come out at night,
or maybe we just can't see their gleams of light
in the daytime
this was a lonely day
where my step father took me back to the western shore
to be alone again
companionship is not easy to come by these days,
buried in life's sad and sorry sands
regardless of all that has been good
there has always been the subtle reek of the bad
i don't know jesus,
but i hear he's a great guy
i don't know you,
but i know you're the only real answer, the only reasons why
and we pollute the rivers with reckless abandon,
and we let our children drown in it's poison
and when the sky opens up, there will be nothing left,
nothing but you, and him, and the lives that you have touched.
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