Weathering Life
Walking in and out and all about just trying to find my way.
Gazing at the sun, wondering when I'll be done, I know I will someday.
Leftover memories wanting to be chilled.
But the graveyard crew has come to clean up what's been spilled.
Time dances in it's own parade.
Watching as the rest of us slowly fade.
Never one to cut a break.
It changes course at the slightest mistake.
Drift easy with the flowing breeze.
Keep seaching for eternity from down on your knees.
Let love fill your soul with your heart.
We're all meant to be here, and play our part.
Grey skies fill our veins with dispair.
Hope is all thats left to clear the air.
Knowledge that the sky is blue.
Brings to life what must be true.
Copyright © Robert Johnson | Year Posted 2011
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