Flying High
Crystallize your world today
Ride the river the color gray
Young and old all at one time
Seeing no place to draw the line
Have the time of your life today
Again and again learn how to pray
Learn how to read the lines in your hand
Make the gray river silver land
Every step gets you closer to Hell
Temples fall, losing all you once held
Had you ever thought of such a lonely trip?
Mess with the devil, he hits back
Pray and pray for your god to come back
How can things change if you won't?
Every part of your life is like a cruel joke
Testing the waters, you fell in
Asking for help as more troubles begin
Massive waves slap and hold you down
In a moment it feels you might down
Next thing you know you have been saved
Eternally God helps, but you're eternally depraved
Telling yourself everything is alright
When will you learn that this is not life?
Embers burn into the blackest of souls
Another sold to the devil, so cold
Killed the whole idea of you
Copyright © Janet Runyan | Year Posted 2015
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