The Father of Light

Songs repeat in my head constantly Will my brain take a break? We'll see I need to renew my spirit of truth in me and I need self-boldness please I need to knock down all the bittersweet lies and horrible worries I am the drylands of plenty before your eyes He is the mountains, looking after everyone, so that we can feel our way out of misery lane into freedom's grasp; we won't end up being in captivity Virtuous patience balances my lows and highs God is the valley of vibrant vitality and His son is the brilliant and suave sun that dries out the despair and distressful debris Triggers are set off like a ticking bomb Urges to do wrong makes me feel numb Am I smart or am I dumb? Tell me, oh Father of light Did you find any good in me? Sorry, my heart is full of fright last night - this time, I'll be a hawk or a falcon, soaring and enjoying his flight