God In My Schedule
God And My Schedule
God appeared in my busy
schedule
And told me whats the rush
The world is busy with a
schedule
But no one sits and listens
To the free wind that dances by
the sidewalk
The world is in the rush for
nothing
Its going round and round and
round
Like circus and its clowns
Devicing travesty for play
I felt so dizzy
From my busy shedule
Like a lost child that was found
Lost in life's dreadful tragedy
By the waves of ocean's
ministry
We are so busy running
That we forget to make a sound
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