I turn on the news everyday and instantly think of madness.
50 people have died from one heart full of hate.
All I'm feeling is sadness.
A group of extremists are terrorizing country's day by day.
And I'm just here...
Here to take it all in.
I ask myself when will He come.
I've seen enough on tv,
Full of sin.
Disasters are happening in front of our faces while we retweet our favorite tweets.
While we like our favorite pictures and share our favorite posts.
My mind wanders,
on different levels depending on the day,
And I just can't think.
There was a day where I cried because I just didn't know.
When Armageddon happens, where are we supposed to go?
Somethings telling that me everybody gonerz.
Is this feeling Gods hand?
Or is it just paranoia?
Maybe I'm asking too many questions,
But don't I have to ask them?
There's too many situations to take account of.
But there's barely any money in my account though.
Where is this Love everyone is wanting?
Too much hate in the air.
Too much hands that don't care.
I'm in the middle of everything and it just isn't fair.
I've done enough of the thinking,
I've done enough of the preaching and the blabbering.
Maybe it's ok not to know.
Maybe it's okay to leave yourself stranded in mental space where you can just flow,
Maybe some weight will lift as I go.
I'm okay in this little space.
Maybe it's a balance.
Maybe I'm made to be aware,
Made to care.
When the trumpets start to sound I'll know that I've known.
When the horses fall from the sky,
I'll know the guy.
When I see His face.
I'll ask him if I'm able to proceed in the highest of all dimensions in his Grace.
I'll know that this place, is the place of all places,
And that place is the place where fire rages.
I've drunk my water and done my praises.
I've made my wages and I've been stuck in my cages.
I'm able to fly and I've given my feathers.
Saw many truths, didn't matter the weather.
Word to the father,
I told you I felt like everybody gonerz...
