They said we’re on to better pastures,
But we’re circling the field,
Running track but the team never lasted cause,
No training- we just deal,
With the things we hold inside us,
Insecurities and doubt,
Say nothing on the outside and,
Inside we cry and we shout,
For the hope of fulfilment,
A miracle to begin,
Never been to the land where dreams come true,
But don’t they start from within?
Or are we hopeless and deluded?
Too optimistic to see,
That dreams never come true
In the earths reality,
So what am I to do now?
Broken heart, shattered desires,
What’s the point of this uncertainty?
That’s got us on edge all the while,
There’s confusion in the illusion that we have it all figured out,
We stray and take matters into our own hands,
And we end up with knout,
So what am I to do now?
Broken heart, shattered desires,
What’s the point of this uncertainty?
Am I too optimistic to see?
That His plan is bigger,
Than what we imagine,
Dream or believe.