The Way
Earth revolving, spinning relentless
Like my mind around these problems that are endless
Just when I think I can solve them
They keep growing and changing,
Falling just outside my reach like a dream that I’m chasing
Searching for a way out, but still scared of these changes
Feeling like I’m trapped, like the mice in their cages
Looking for the truth but nothing in this world can make a difference
Living a life filled with emptiness
Where else do I turn? Please help me put an end to this
All the world looks to themselves, thinking they can find the answers
We have to cut it out, have to get rid of this cancer
Money, power, greed, people think this makes the world go round
And that’s the reason why all the murder, rape, and lies abound
But I can tell you something so just listen up, don’t make a sound
That Jesus is the truth, the only one, no others can be found
Hung up on the cross, bullied beaten killed, all for our sins
But no one seems to care, we’d rather dwell on all our worldly things
He wants to save us all, we just need to let him pull the strings
We’re puppets in his world, not the leaders, he’s the only king
Salvation is his goal, into heaven, as if we had wings
So lay your problems at his feet, once bloodied hands will guide your way
With all that’s black and white, and all those many shades of gray
He’s the only one who won’t lie, will never lead you astray
If you want to see the light, and make the darkness go away
Then listen, close your eyes, and get down on your knees and pray
Copyright © Michael Picardi | Year Posted 2009
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