How do I explain it?
I don’t know.
Can’t even name it, for you now…

Tell me how -

What does it take,
To really shake me from
My own suspicions here?

Can I see clear?

What should I do,
To make myself face all the truth
Of all my fears?

Oh, tell me dear…

When the rain keeps, pouring out this feeling.
And the days keep, going on and stealing
Mine from me.

What will it be… for you then?

How will it end?

Will the dark clouds cover my favorite song?
Will the light still shine when the morning’s gone?
Will you laugh with me, or up and walk away?

Will this lifetime break through the dead of night?
Will I always feel that I’ll be alright?
And will I find faith, and the strength to fight,
Enough?

When I ask you, could you tell me,
Here today?

Will you answer me again,
Along the way?

Why must it take,
All of my breath to climb
This mountain in my mind?

Won’t it be kind?

Why should I stay?
Still giving reasons for believing.
I could die.

Before I find…

Where the rain keeps, pouring out this feeling.
And the days keep, going on and stealing
Mine from me.

What could it be? Tell me then.

Is this the end?

Will the dark clouds cover my favorite song?
Will the light still shine when the morning’s gone?
Will you laugh with me, or up and walk away?

Will this lifetime break through the dead of night?
Will I always feel that I’ll be alright?
And will I find faith, and the strength to fight,
Enough?

When I ask you, could you tell me,
Here today?

Will you answer me again,
Along the way?

Where do I go?
Look, see the road will
Get so twisted down the line.

Don’t leave me crying…

Where will you be?
Oh, when I need ya,
Can you stand right next to me?

And help me, please…

When the rain keeps, pouring out this feeling.
And the days keep, going on and stealing
Mine from me.

Let me believe, in you then.

Tell me again. (Oh, once again!)

Will the dark clouds cover my favorite song?
Will the light still shine when the morning’s gone?
Will you laugh with me, or up and walk away?

Will this lifetime break through the dead of night?
Will I always feel that I’ll be alright?
And will I find faith, and the strength to fight,
Enough?

When I ask you, could you tell me,
Here today?

Will you answer me again,
Along the way?

Who do I need to be?
And tell me…
What do you need from me?

Who is this in my mind?
And who is…
Right here before my eyes?

Who do you see when I don’t shine?

When the rain keeps, pouring out this feeling.
And the days keep, going on and stealing
Mine from me.

What will it be… for you then?

How will it end?

Will the dark clouds cover my favorite song?
Will the light still shine when the morning’s gone?
Will you laugh with me, or up and walk away?

Will this lifetime break through the dead of night?
Will I always feel that I’ll be alright?
And will I find faith, and the strength to fight,
Enough?

When I ask you, could you tell me,
Here today?

Will you answer me again,
Along the way?

How do I explain it?
I don’t know.
Can’t even name it, for you now…

Tell me how -

Cuz the words may have changed,
But it sounds just the same,
To me…


marelle

answers faith life new song original lyrics questions poetic

A boy was watching his grandmother write a letter. At one point he asked: ‘Are you writing a story about what we’ve done? Is it a story about me?’

His grandmother stopped writing her letter and said to her grandson: ‘I am writing about you, actually, but more important than the words is the pencil I’m using. I hope you will be like this pencil when you grow up.’

Intrigued, the boy looked at the pencil. It didn’t seem very special. ‘But it’s just like any other pencil I’ve ever seen!’

‘That depends on how you look at things. It has five qualities which, if you manage to hang on them, will make you a person who is always at peace with the world.’

‘First quality: you are capable of great things, but you must never forget that there is a hand guiding your steps. We call that hand, God; and He always guides us according to His will.’

‘Second quality: now and then, I have to stop writing and use a sharpener. That makes the pencil suffer a little, but afterwards, he’s much sharper. So you, too, must learn to bear certain pains and sorrows, because they will make you a better person.’

‘Third quality: the pencil always allows us to use an eraser to rub out any mistakes. This means that correcting something we did is not necessarily a bad thing; it helps to keep us on the road to justice.’

‘Fourth quality: what really matters in a pencil is not its wooden exterior, but the graphite inside. So always pay attention to what is happening inside you.’

‘Finally, the pencil’s fifth quality: it always leaves a mark. in just the same way, you should know that everything you do in life will leave a mark, so try to be conscious of that in your every action.’

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:) faith inspired life paths short story thoughts