Lord it seems so many are very ungrateful
And boldly express heartfelt doubt...
My shattered soul waits
-for my prince to come...
I sit still
As the snow falls gently to the ground...
Apple cinnamon tea
..fragrant with spices...
I want less from god
let him have less rules, rituals...
The colorless boardwalk
of my life runs on...
Do you remember back when?
In the year of our Lord ten...
Sweet Angels' voice I hear
Father's presence hovers near...
We have looked at life from probabilities
Though we adapt to endless possibilities...
Standing atop earth
-though rain crashes down...
If I could do it all over again, I would have let...
If I could do it all over again, I would have...
Hypnotized by wretchedness,
Wrapped in filthy rags...