ONE PHONE CALL.
LIGHT IS SHINING AND LINES HAVE BEEN DRAWN.
AIRING OUT DIRTY LAUNDRY.
JUST ME AND MY SHADOW.
BRIDGE OVER TROUBLED WATER.
TWO-FACED.
IT’S A LONELY PLANET OUT THERE.
DEEPLY ROOTED AND TENACIOUS.
JUDAS.
AND THERE HE SITS ALL ALONE…HOW LONELY THE NIGHTS MUST BE.
CHA-CHING.
LIKE A ROSE TRAMPLED ON THE GROUND.
But he was wounded for our transgressions, he was bruised for our iniquities: the chastisement of our peace was upon him; and with his stripes we are healed.
THE GATES OF HELL SHALL NOT PREVAIL.
Sail on silver girl
Sail on by
Your time has come to shine
All your dreams are on their way
See how they shine...
~Paul Simon
Sail on by
Your time has come to shine
All your dreams are on their way
See how they shine...
~Paul Simon