A Son’s Prayer

THE SUN HAS SET
ON MANY DAYS
BRUTAL TIMES
A BLOODY HAZE
SOMEWHERE DEEP INSIDE ME
I FEEL WARMTH WITHIN
THE THINGS I’VE LEARNED
THE THINGS I’VE DONE
IN THE DARKNESS
THEY START CLOSING IN
A SHADOW NOW APPEARS
A FEEBLE MAN
A SMALLER MAN
A MAN OF MANY YEARS
THE THINGS YOU DO
THE THINGS YOU’VE DONE
I RECOGNIZE HIM NOW
THE DAY HE WENT AWAY
IS THE DAY MY PAIN BEGAN
FATHER, PLEASE DON’T LEAVE ME NOW!

An Army of One

If your mind is broken
And your body’s bent
Your weakest moment
Is heaven sent
Capture the light
Reach, lean and repent
Heaven breathes an army of angels
On golden rays of sunshine
They are sent
A glimmer, a glimpse
A flash in the pan
A faint hope
A leap of faith
The child within the man
The darkest moments
In the heart of night
Hold the secrets
To what makes the day bright
Embrace all your fears
Hold onto them tight
Your is left is left
But your wrong will be right
With Gods angels
You’re an army of one
Trust, faith and belief
Will be the weapons
When all is said and done.