The Battle of Bewllderment

We welcome the dawn and the dawn’s sun Surrounding myself with hope till it’s all gone A new day ‘round here has just begun Enduring another night – a battle of bewilderment, A war left unwon till dusk is done… Knowing what lies ahead is so long ago now Before long, we will be silhouetted in shadows somehow Hope I’m wrong – this song is so sad and bleak It’s not for the weak of heart, torn apart all week Seek first His Kingdom and let’s rejoice while we can… Our worries are as countless as the sand…disoriented and need a helping hand Our worries is a battlefield of bewilderment Our worries is far, yet so close to resentment; hope you’d understand Our worries are a dose of discouragement Our worries are as countless as the sand…disoriented and need a helping hand Our worries is a battlefield of bewilderment Our worries is far, yet so close to resentment; hope you’d understand Our worries are a dose of discouragement I’m still fighting with my might this battlefield…this battlefield… Shield me from bewilderment right now or I won’t be healed… We are much like a wandering fawn in the desert wilderness Bound to suffer for an eternity with this distressful mess before me sincerely Don’t look back or we’d be stuck in our cycle of mere distress Had to lose you to find myself all over again – once torn and forlorn honestly We are a war of silent depression and anxieties…bewildering to the core… Knowing what lies ahead is so long ago now Before long, we will be silhouetted in shadows somehow Hope I’m wrong – this song is so sad and bleak It’s not for the weak of heart, torn apart all week Seek first His Kingdom and let’s rejoice while we can… Our worries are as countless as the sand…disoriented and need a helping hand Our worries is a battlefield of bewilderment Our worries is far, yet so close to resentment; hope you’d understand Our worries are a dose of discouragement Our worries are as countless as the sand…disoriented and need a helping hand Our worries is a battlefield of bewilderment Our worries is far, yet so close to resentment; hope you’d understand Our worries are a dose of discouragement I’m still fighting with my might this battlefield…this battlefield… Shield me from bewilderment right now or I won’t be healed… Build me up with a lift or two… Stop shattering me apart with rue… Can’t you see I’m suffering without you? Now, I’m fighting this bewilderment battle without you too… Now, I’m fighting this bewildering troubles inside my cranium I’ve become numb and I’m far from handsome in this pain you inflict me with, unlike some It’s a cruel life out there… Just wrap me in your arms without a care and who knows? I dare you to play fair… I just sit back and hopelessly stare…bearing my sorrows nowing what lies ahead is so long ago now Before long, we will be silhouetted in shadows somehow Hope I’m wrong – this song is so sad and bleak It’s not for the weak of heart, torn apart all week Seek first His Kingdom and let’s rejoice while we can… Our worries are as countless as the sand…disoriented and need a helping hand Our worries is a battlefield of bewilderment Our worries is far, yet so close to resentment; hope you’d understand Our worries are a dose of discouragement Our worries are as countless as the sand…disoriented and need a helping hand Our worries is a battlefield of bewilderment Our worries is far, yet so close to resentment; hope you’d understand Our worries are a dose of discouragement I’m still fighting with my might this battlefield…this battlefield… Shield me from bewilderment right now or I won’t be healed… Don’t mind me, I’m blind to adoration towards others apparently And now, I sleep sheepishly on my bed of dread profusely Through the mist of madness, I see you exceedingly successful Through the envy and silent tears, I see you face your fears and it appears they are plentiful… You are so beautiful…precious in my sight… I wish you were with me by my side tonight In the present, I build myself up from the battle of bewilderment You’re heaven-sent Guide me in the direction of affectionate merriment Fighting with my might today and tonight The battle of bewilderment… The battle of bewilderment… The battle of endurement… The battle of determination and vigilant flight We fall apart in ruins…in ruins… Take heart – peace will come, but it depends… Whether we repent of our sins Take heart – chaos will end if blasphemy bends And breaks our scars, longing to mend… Till then, let our beginning meet its end… Inspired by Birdy’s Ruin |