I just realized that no music that I turn on perfectly reflects what I feel. And by compromizing we kill our own soul or maybe just those imotions that are left unheard and our own soul perfectly reflects upon the music that we put on just to intertaine ourselves yet deep down inside we are still unfeed and thirsty for that peace that only He can give.
You know what is missing in our economy. Familyes don’t get together anymore and discuss their planes and ideas and needs with each other. We devided our own selves over issues that don’t matter at all. And forget to talk about issues that do matter.
This is why our young have no compase in their hearts; this is why our old men are not heard. And all we see is glimpses.
Sometimes when no one can save you, when the ground you been standing on had been moved from underneth you feet. When the people you trusted turn against you, when those you been leaning on become sharp speares of a warrier and they pearce you thru, those whom you trusted your soul to.
Than you come away, apart, to a secret place and cry out.
How fleeting is my life oh Lord, how fragile!
I was just born when God ignited that spark
And look at me now
Twenty five years later…
Feel my empty cup
How meaningless is my life
I’m created for His purpose
I never seen such a beautiful night
It was soaked in love
Tonight was soaked in peace and love
In peace and love
In peace and love
..of days to come
