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i'm not there
Contributed by
PLformalyknownasPpaul
on
Saturday, 11th November 2006 @ 08:52:54 AM in AEST
Topic:
ChristianPoetry
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Where she goes she goes slow
And shes a-crying all the time
Its a mile stone a milestone
Its a dirty rotten crime
What ever she asks for
Shell get it in spades
But shell take it all for granted
Then ask for a trade
Now if it was more easy
Then I could find a way
To be more revealing
As she begs me to stay
And her hair is so smooth
And her clothes are so clean
But the burden she carries
It cannot be seen
And you are so beautiful
It true yes I can see it in my mind
But you do not believe it
Youre a prize for any man to find
But I do oh yes its true
Its sacred to me
But I cannot seal it
And it nails you to the tree
Of all these limitations
And the tragedies on this earth
You set me reeling
And that truly hurts
You woke up this morning
With bile in your mouth
You cursed God in anger
As I prayed in his house
And you walk alone
Through this world of sin
Soul shut up
To what I hold to within
And I reach out in love
As you take another trip
Falling through the stars
With a smile upon your lips
Of all Gods creations
I confess to you who see
Youre the most beautiful
You dont know you inspire me
But my nature is against it
A house and some kids
The fire it burns
And runs over lids
In another universe
Oh enough of dreams
Your spirit in its wilderness cries out
Bursting at the seems
Your gonna need something sweetheart
To sooth your scattered mind
Your gonna need something stronger
And He knows the time
You cant buy no
And you cant borrow
But listen to me please
Today and tomorrow
Dont you worry none
About whats round the bend
I may not be there
But you got a friend
Shes the virgin Madonna
The reality and the dream
The whore on the corner
More than cannot be seen
Angel in the gutter
No man may assist
Silent wonder
Sun and moon have kissed
Temptation Temptation
The kingdom lies ahead
Not in your hands
Or some strangers bed
Buried in your magazines
Learn you New Age lessons
God in your purse
Next to your antidepressants
Now the silent places they are a terror
Your soul it is a dread
When I look your in some club
Drowning in you head
But dont you worry no
Hes got his eyes on you
His heart is a boat
And the life belt is true
I wish I could be him
The man that you need
The groom at the alter
To nurture your seed
There is someone yes
Theres someone for everyone
But dont worry bout that now
Just listen to this song
Your time is coming
Yes yes I can see
Trust in God baby
Im only me
I can be there
But I cant always stay
I have my own road
But Ill love you all the way
There is one who will strengthen
Take and build you up
Ill love you always
Please drink from his cup
So lift up your head
Your spirit they cant kill
I may not be there
He always will
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2006-11-11 08:52:54]
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