In the black and white world
True colors show
The right from my wrongs
The wrongs..
And I, I'm always wrong
You tell me, You're here
My dreams are not shattered
But I crushed my heart too soon
My hopes, I held up on Your rope
Slowly faded into debris
Sometimes the shadows win
But I have learned to remember
How You built me from the dust
That I am here with a purpose
I am the purpose, I suppose
I have not learned to let go
Let God, Let You
In the dawn, I have forgotten that You are always here
You held me high, planted my faith more than I could ever be
And You are, 'closer to me than my jugular vein'
Nearer to me than myself I deny
Always delve in deeper and in the thoughts, I sunk
Back and forth in the darkness
And You are always near
Pull me to the ground
Although I fear
My ground was never mine
And You still shower Your Mercy on me
Though these footsteps leave tan marks on Your ground
I am still here, walking
Still here
Mar 21, 2018
Mar 21, 2018 at 12:53 PM UTC
In the black and white world
True colors show
The right from my wrongs
The wrongs..
And I, I'm always wrong
You tell me, You're here
My dreams are not shattered
But I crushed my heart too soon
My hopes, I held up on Your rope
Slowly faded into debris
Sometimes the shadows win
But I have learned to remember
How You built me from the dust
That I am here with a purpose
I am the purpose, I suppose
I have not learned to let go
Let God, Let You
In the dawn, I have forgotten that You are always here
You held me high, planted my faith more than I could ever be
And You are, 'closer to me than my jugular vein'
Nearer to me than myself I deny
Always delve in deeper and in the thoughts, I sunk
Back and forth in the darkness
And You are always near
Pull me to the ground
Although I fear
My ground was never mine
And You still shower Your Mercy on me
Though these footsteps leave tan marks on Your ground
I am still here, walking
Still here
Never leave yourself behind
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