Monday, May 25, 2009

Coming Home

Back home again
always on the phone
Talking talking all the time
never listening not wanting to hear
The truth is waiting
all so very clear

Blaming blaming never good enouogh
So many gifts, so much talent
wasted words on anger spent
old memories that won't go easy
Get rid of anger, let it go
a future ahead so bright so bold
Dreams awash in blues and gold
Life is waiting for you to unfold

Write your music, sing your songs
God's listening waiting to hear your voice
Once you release it, all will rejoice

copyright 5/09

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