There should be frost somewhere near
The sky is bloody, the ground is cloudy,
I should be scared, or dead, or something,
Why don't I even care at all?
Why am I so cold, I think my heart is frozen
My emotions cannot move
They're stuck in slothful panic mode
This is the place where nothing happens
But everyone is making plans
And everything is feeling really weird
Asking and pleading, for the world to make sense again
Just for it to be simple and easy, the way it used to be
I know what I want, but myself does not agree
So we're fighting hard and running fast
Not winning or getting anywhere at all
Seems like we should have a plan
This race can't be run in circles
Yet I'm in a frozen cage, or something
A cold clutching hand is holding me back
Cutting off the air, cutting off my life
Come on secrets, open up for me
Open up and do it quickly, before I die in pain
Childhood was so simple, I really knew things then
They told me and I believed them
That was the way it was and it was good
We all smiled and chortled then, everything was ok
The blackness is swallowing me now
My heart is bleating, asking the clouds to break
Tommorrow will probably be to late
This frozen lake is breaking now
Underneath my feet its cracking
The haze is gathering in my head
And the haze is turning red
Tommorrow will surely be to late
Oh Shepherd You have a foolish sheep
He wanders far away from home
He has run fast and far speeding away
From the Fold and the King he swore to love
Death is laughing at that sheep
The sheep who remembers,
Who is bleating in his heart now
For the clouds to break
Tommorrow WILL be to late
Shepherd I remember when everything was good
I'm asking for another chance
Before the ice breaks
And there You are, where You said You'd always be
Holding me hand, leading me again
Now I am still thick and stupid
But this is something I can understand
I'm tired of thinking through the problem,
So tired of reasoning it out on my own
Give me something to hold onto
Please give me something to know
Come back and make it fine
I want to try and win for once
Instead of slogging and running with all my strength
And falling on my face just the way I started
So far running and sitting are just the same
I get muddy and reside on my bum
Today is Your day, You've won Your Victory
Take me as Your servant, take me as Your slave
Just please give me a part of Your inheritance
Like You said that You would
Tommorrow will be alright
Because You are my King
Tommorrw will be good
So the world is fine now
And the sun shines again in the sky
The ground is still bloody
Bloody with the Blood of the King
And thats why today is good
Merry Christmas
I should be scared, or dead, or something,
Why don't I even care at all?
Why am I so cold, I think my heart is frozen
My emotions cannot move
They're stuck in slothful panic mode
This is the place where nothing happens
But everyone is making plans
And everything is feeling really weird
Asking and pleading, for the world to make sense again
Just for it to be simple and easy, the way it used to be
I know what I want, but myself does not agree
So we're fighting hard and running fast
Not winning or getting anywhere at all
Seems like we should have a plan
This race can't be run in circles
Yet I'm in a frozen cage, or something
A cold clutching hand is holding me back
Cutting off the air, cutting off my life
Come on secrets, open up for me
Open up and do it quickly, before I die in pain
Childhood was so simple, I really knew things then
They told me and I believed them
That was the way it was and it was good
We all smiled and chortled then, everything was ok
The blackness is swallowing me now
My heart is bleating, asking the clouds to break
Tommorrow will probably be to late
This frozen lake is breaking now
Underneath my feet its cracking
The haze is gathering in my head
And the haze is turning red
Tommorrow will surely be to late
Oh Shepherd You have a foolish sheep
He wanders far away from home
He has run fast and far speeding away
From the Fold and the King he swore to love
Death is laughing at that sheep
The sheep who remembers,
Who is bleating in his heart now
For the clouds to break
Tommorrow WILL be to late
Shepherd I remember when everything was good
I'm asking for another chance
Before the ice breaks
And there You are, where You said You'd always be
Holding me hand, leading me again
Now I am still thick and stupid
But this is something I can understand
I'm tired of thinking through the problem,
So tired of reasoning it out on my own
Give me something to hold onto
Please give me something to know
Come back and make it fine
I want to try and win for once
Instead of slogging and running with all my strength
And falling on my face just the way I started
So far running and sitting are just the same
I get muddy and reside on my bum
Today is Your day, You've won Your Victory
Take me as Your servant, take me as Your slave
Just please give me a part of Your inheritance
Like You said that You would
Tommorrow will be alright
Because You are my King
Tommorrw will be good
So the world is fine now
And the sun shines again in the sky
The ground is still bloody
Bloody with the Blood of the King
And thats why today is good
Merry Christmas
posted by Feanor at 5:11 PM
4 Comments:
wow... um... merry christmas to you too...? i'm going to hunt you down and talk to you boy. see ya in a second.
Merry (post) Christmas
um that was a good poem.....but not for Christmas day. you should be happier...especially for one reason in particular. I mean come on......you got to see caleb for cryin out loud! haha.... yeah, well ttyny.
Good talking to you today, Buddy, happy times. And Jordan, I'm deeply intimidated that you're hunting me, I feel vulnerable. HAHAHAHAHA right Bree, RIGHT, I'll remember that.
Getting older and more aware (inside ourselves and outside) brings the capacity to appreciate more light as well as more darkness. The awareness grows in both directions.
Thank the Lord that His grace is already residing in these new places before we even get there.
It was good to see you guys this Christmas.
Have a great new year, Evan!
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