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At the End of the Day

Songs are playing in my world of indecision as the fog is moving in to cover everything Crowds are chanting as an ancient man get´s on his donkey back He ain´t riding into town to be a king

I´ll always blame it on conditions failing thee so Jesus, don´t cry for me

Thoughts are moving in my soul with curiosity and visions as the sunshine slips away to make it hard to see Men are praying as a carpenter is busy speaking out He ain´t trying to preach the word of infallibility

I´ll always blame it on confusion nailing thee so Jesus, don´t try for me yes Jesus, don´t sigh for me

Gifts are given as a newborn child is in his cradle dream He ain´t being born to heal the world

I´ll always blame it on dogmatic faith in thee so Jesus, don´t die for me Oh no

Songs are playing in my world of questioning and indecision

Traces of Lace
Traces of Lace  (3 months ago)

Thoughtful musings . . . cool song

Tune Me In

Turn me on Tune me in Try me out Oh darling See me come Feel me sin Hear me shout and sing

I am a traveller in time you are the end of the line life is a cold lonesome ride I am a stranger and you you are my guide

Lay me down make me high play me games oh darling round and round tell me lies burn me flames and sing

Days and Nights

I am drifting, I´m drifting down the river of time. Where I´ll end up, I don´t really know and I don´t mind.

Always there will be days and nights, it´s dark and then it´s light. Never will there be ways to tell for sure which is right. Days or nights, which is truly right

I am floating, I´m floating in the circle of years. Where it takes me, I don´t really care, I have no fears.

I am searching. I´m searching for the ocean of love. How to find it? I don´t think I´ll get a sign from above.

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