Then somehow the flap of an insect’s wings, that echoed and grew to a mighty wind -it swept me out of the deep blue waves. The lord sent an angel to me.
Perhaps this was chance- and maybe perhaps, there isn’t a god who sends down his wrath. And maybe the angel that night on the waves was just random wind blowing randomly. Or maybe it was that I had to learn- that people that creep into Hell get burned. There wasn’t a chance out there on the waves that my pains would let me go free.
Our soul doesn’t live in the ground or the cave. I’ve learned not to wander too close to the grave. And love doesn’t live out there on the waves. I’ve learned not to go where souls shouldn’t be. And maybe there's some other place I could find where winds blow soft and the people are kind. I sure won’t find it out there at the grave. Don’t look for your life in the sea.
Cause sometimes there’s things that you just don’t see. Good lord won’t you swing me around, around? Don’t look for your life underneath the ground. Don’t look for your life in the sea.
Perhaps this was chance- and maybe perhaps, there isn’t a god who sends down his wrath. And maybe the angel that night on the waves was just random wind blowing randomly. Or maybe it was that I had to learn- that people that creep into Hell get burned. There wasn’t a chance out there on the waves that my pains would let me go free.
Our soul doesn’t live in the ground or the cave. I’ve learned not to wander too close to the grave. And love doesn’t live out there on the waves. I’ve learned not to go where souls shouldn’t be. And maybe there's some other place I could find where winds blow soft and the people are kind. I sure won’t find it out there at the grave. Don’t look for your life in the sea.
Cause sometimes there’s things that you just don’t see. Good lord won’t you swing me around, around? Don’t look for your life underneath the ground. Don’t look for your life in the sea.
2 comments:
That is so beautiful.
So beautiful.
Thank You!!! :D
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