GOD
He made the night He made the day
Spread the Earth upon the waters
Made the heavens and the rain
Look at the sky see its design
The very same Creator is the One who gave us life
And what is man that He's mindful of us?
We're merely clay in His hands
And what am I that He loves me so much He would die?
All that I can say is...
CHORUS:
It's God! Only God!
Can you see, can you hear, can you touch, can you feel?
It's God! Only God!
I can't explain any other way, cuz it's God.
Inside us all there is a void.
All mankind is s
Disintegrating Eden
They stand alone,
listlessly innocent with crimson soaked petals full blossomed and thorned.
I'm burning all my roses tonight with intent to purify,
Flames to burdens disintegrate to ashes,
purification flames to burdens to ashes.
I rest my mind on the thought of something not of this world,
searching for a place where dreams never die.
A place not of this world.
Searching for something else, such a place exists
and resides in the solitude of a heart.
Such a place exists beneath a tangled mesh of thorns.
So take a flame to your garden,
your precious collection that only brings dissatisfaction
as it grows without an end.
I feel the petals burn and the smoke drifts.
I feel the petals burn and the grey night clouds carry me away
from this place and for one pure moment I am free.