I try to ignore it,
I try to move on.
I try to be singing
A friendship song.
To live in the present;
Let future times come—
And come as God wills them,
When this song is sung.
But there are more verses,
And patience is key.
But I don't like waiting,
Impatient me.
I think of the past,
Think of things to come,
Of songs I will sing
And ones I've already sung.
I'm no good at living
In the here and the now.
My brain wanders and wonders,
Who, where, what, why, how?
I try hard not to worry,
About things far ahead.
I end up going backwards
And think of past things instead.
Oh, it's terribly hard,
When you're so perplexed,
To live in the present
And let God do the rest.
When you think that you've got it,
That your trust is so strong,
Confusion and doubt
Come rambling along.
I live in my mind
And blind faith is hard
When I want explanations
For things thus far:
Things I don't understand,
Things that just don't make sense,
Things that seem contradictory
And straddle the fence.
I try to explain them;
I try hard, and fail.
I try to look forward
And tell my own tale.
To live in the present,
I find it a chore;
To usher my cares and my worries
Right out the door.
My mind is wired twice,
For logical thinking
And imagining.
And when all you want to do
Is explain
Or imagine,
It's hard
To live
In the present.
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