You may not feel his presence
nor hear his whisper...
May it be the Spring of your heart,
The Fall of your worries and griefs...
He's known as the spirit of untroubled peace
whose love for us will never cease...
Churches lined in a row
up and down city streets...
HE was sent here to help, Your so beautiful Jesus,
So unholy we are and that's not how HE sees us...
When I accept the rule of the innocently cast...
I become increasingly aware of sins I often own...
If I were you...
I'd rain down my anger because I 'm not worthy of...
Life is just a game of Russian roulette.
You play your reckless game...
Hands are created
to work in the present life...
How many times have you spoken to be ignored?
Have you ever been so compelled to simply rant...
A rose without thorns
In a special garden it did grow, a place few would...
Predestined,
Molded in the womb...