Monday, May 25, 2009

Hot - Sense Cents Sense - Why The Sky Is Blue - We Were On Our Way - Cold Chills Running Down My Back

Scorching heat
Makes red feet

Sense cents sense
Home hum home
Does your sense
Make nicely cents?

Why the sky is blue
Has been a question
For generations of
Past and will be
Of the present future

We were on our way
Walking down the street
I hurried on by
I was told you were scary to meet

Cold chills running down my back
You are my savior for the things
I lack
Hot sweat falling down my face
The scent left behind I will trace

Tuesday, May 05, 2009

In This Dark Room I Learn - I Know My Redeemer Lives - Can You See Me In Your

In this dark room I learn
In this room I hear
In room I see
Learning what I learn
Hearing what I hear
Seeing what I see
I am my mind
I am my expression
I am my rhythm
Minding my mindless mind
Expressing my expressionless face
Rhyming my rhythmic life
I die

I know my Redeemer lives
All the love He gives
Will I be able to repay
See His face at the last day
He died for me
So that I could see
He went through pain
For the Celestial glory I can gain
I know my Redeemer lives

Can you see me in your
Dreams are spoken so
Well I have to go
Can you see me in your
Mind there are cobwebs
Dust them away and tell me
Can you see me in you?