separately we see this time
that will never drift back to normal
designed by my prize
crafted by His ways
broken in faith
does anyone feel safe
these days seem to put us in a daze
thinking of the future with a light heart
maybe more can see the grace
in my art
that comes to see what is wrong
when things seem to be gone
connecting in the waves
looking to a God to save
never looking to the world
for a path to the sword
healing is the only word
we can afford
oh my Lord
don't find what we would
find what She praised
is only Her
in a way
This is why I Am safe
still coughing up a lung
still filled to the brim with pain
but that's not all that
strange
is it, Jesus
split into a thousand brains
placed on top of the great plains
strolling down Dairy lane
begging for clean air
a deeper breath coats the chest
with a love for the less
mostly impressed
we need some time to digest
we need some people to invest
giving up a chance to fulfill
their desires for My desires
these are the outliers
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