Is This All There Is
I woke one morning, the usual way,
a cig in one hand and coffee to start the day
my thoughts still cloudy as morning turns to day
I grabbed the good book, and began to pray.
I started out thanking my God as I pray
but lost my train of thought and began to stray
I thought to myself, how he found me astray
brought me back to the fold in the usual way.
I thought to myself "is this all there is?" in a strange kind of way
he said quite out loud "get up and decide if you want to go or stay
I knew what he meant as I rose up to face another day
where I come from, its a miracle to see where I've been led astray.
No there's more to this day if we just accept it his way
Surrender my will, pray
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