Vanilla Sky
Woke up vanilla sky as I opened my eyes
I'm puzzled what is my mother doing by my side?
Hospital room how did I arrive?
Later when told how I got there, I'm wondering how did I survive?
Gotta be the grace of God I'm just thankful to be alive
A whole new appreciation for life as been revived
Caused by an accident I wish I could turn back the hands of time
But I probabily never would've been provoked to write and rhyme
An accident to us but to God no surprise
We thankful for the ordained blessings but what happens when He sends
ordained stressings?
The same one who allows good also allows the bad
These two ingredients mixed, make a perfect plan
Like death and life
Old and young
Rich and poor
All these are for sure
You try to make sense of it but its all obscure
To lean own your own understanding is the allure
But to remain faithful to Him is a chore
When you are subjected to circumstances you would love to hate
Like what happened to my brother and my face
Thankful for his life but hurt by his exit
And now I'm asking God whats the message?
I'm having trouble understanding my present
Cause I felt he was too young to exit
You knew it all from beginning to end and one day we will meet again
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