I am searching for my true form
if my words must have true meaning...

Truth is constant, yet sometimes difficult to...
As it seems in the old story of Adam and Eve...

I hope you find freedom in the prison
that you have been incarcerated in...

Many things are left to our devices
In times of need and times of crisis...

When I accept the rule of the innocently cast...
I become increasingly aware of sins I often own...

Tunnel
Tunnel vision has got me down...

Early one morning the whole world turned around
God said Let there be light and He saw it was good...

The Lord is my Shepherd,
or this could be a cataclysm...

I twist a screwdriver it drives a screw
When I twist my head it drives me to you...

My Achilles heel is now itching
but I find it very enriching...

Whether working with wood
or repairing machines...

I am now searching for a season in times
where rhythm never seems to miss a beat...