n.(pen-seev) A great basin-like structure in which to store that mysterious, elusive, silvery substance most commonly known as thought.
Tuesday, May 17, 2011
New Song
One Day
I heard a voice crying "Father
Make it better oh this pain is getting worse"
I heard a stir in the silence
Saying "I am with you child hold to these words"
One day when Love will come to reign
All these troubles and fears will wash away
One day, one day
When you're sore, when you're tired,
When there seems no point in trying any more
Tell your heart every hour
Of the coming joy that waits your soul to find
Oh the day when Love will come to reign
And all these troubles and fears will wash away
One day, one day
On that day when we will be remade
The dead awake, the reaper meet his grave
One day, one day
We await the glorious day
We await the beautiful day
We await patiently wait for the day
The day when Love will come to reign
And all these troubles and fears will wash away
One day, one day
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1 comment:
Will you play this for me sometime?? lol Beautiful! :)
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