Crossroads

Aye 
                                     Fixated on
                                    The stained
                                         Glass
   The sun rises, the night has passed, light peaks in
Through a translucent canvas the vivid colors are made                                                     
     The smell of musk & perfume consumes the air
                            It's time they start the
                                  Chores Songs
                                   I need to Pray
                                    Before I sing
                                     Along, Bliss
                                     Comes For 
                                     Those who
                                     Are patient 
                                     And those 
                                     Who keep   
                                     Their faith   
                                Blessed Are they 
                               Who lost their way 
                              May peace and love 
                              Be your guiding light
                              May God protect you         
                                With all his might

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