I've been feeling a little bit overwhelmed. I've been a little too wrapped up in myself. So many things to cloud my mind. I need to leave them all behind.
You find this situation just a bit uncomfortable. You'd rather stay far away from reality. For you to understand would be clearly impossible. So you shut your eyes and swear you can see.
Life is a strange thing, sometimes it's thrilling. And sometimes it gets me down. Some days my world seems so all consuming. I'm afraid, I'm gonna drown.
This is your life and yet somehow. They decide what you're about. You learn your lines and take your cues. But who are you listening to?. . You change your clothes and how you speak.
I'm waiting. Waiting for tomorrow. Staring out my window. Until today is done. . I'm living. Living for the future. Just biding my time here. Till something better comes along.
I am a gifted artist. I've learned to paint this canvas well. I work until I've finished. An ideal image of myself. But You know better. . I am a storyteller.
I'm knocking on Your door. Won't You answer?. I'm waiting for a word or just a whisper. But if You can't answer me this time. I can handle everything just fine.
A million miles away from anything familiar. A thousand places I would rather be. So I choke back the tears and try to find the bright side. Though I find it hard to see beyond my suffering.
I hear a blind man, asking where this road goes. But we won't tell him, we just stop to block his way with stones. I watched a woman, overtaken by disease.
He could have prospered in the suburbs. Instead of working for the poor. Down at the inner-city mission. Where there's so much disappointment. And very few rewards.
How many days, Lord, have I walked in this wilderness?. A thirsty pilgrim with no water to drink. And this barren place is making me crazy. But in my desperation, I am forced to think.
I've spent half my lifetime watching time go by. And wondering where it went. When I try to fall asleep at night. I lay there feeling spent. . Contemplating what the next day's gonna hold for me.
Face lost in the crowd. Feet wandering empty streets. Voice crying out loud. Heart aching with every beat. . Someone searching. Searching for someone.
Seems that life's become so complicated. I don't think it was meant to be this way. I find myself so distracted. Caught up in the chaos of each day. .
I used to see the world in black and white. Now I find myself lost in a fog of gray. I thought the good guys always won the fight. But I've learned life simply doesn't work that way.
One day I decided. I'd aspire to higher ambition. So I set out on a mission. To change the world. . Armed and dangerous with my well-meant words. And best intentions.