Running Daylight
Your powers all I need-
The only thing I see.
You see, what'chu got
Is all they all really need.
My dream job
Is to be Your Light where there is none.
They say,
"Son, you’re lost and forgotten."
I say,
"Brother, your home and begotten."
Love does not parish along with your wreckage.
Love has won over the darkness.
They say,
“Daughter, you’re nobody and nothing.”
I say,
“Sister, we’re alike and you’re honored.”
My dream job
Is to be Your Light where there is none.
They’ve made this a mess,
We’ve made it a distress,
Broken souls
Wounded hearts
Abandoned faith.
I stand to make things straight.
“There is a Way,
There is a Truth,
And there is Life…
Waiting for you.”
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