Set A Table - Psalm 23

Set A Table - Psalm 23

I don’t want to go down there
Where the air is gone
Death keeps on is singing taking the stage with that terrible song

I don’t want to go down there
Where the well (waters) dry
Coming up empty looking like the fool every day and every night

Set a table
Right in front of me
Where my heart can sing
Where my eyes can see

I don’t want to say those words
When my heart is done
Honesty is not my fiction but Lying is just so soothing to everyone

I don’t want to give up here
Before I even start
Counting down the seconds until the world comes together or breaks apart 

Im coming up empty
You are coming on strong
I am barely breathing
You are sing along
My words are empty
Your hands are strong
This moment is fleeting
The night is long

Dividing Lines

Dividing Lines

Can You Trust Your Heart?

Can You Trust Your Heart?