In the dark of love
Felt her hand upon my brow
Stood before the maker
He said not now
The entire world is a practice
All the tears are in vein (blood)
I am lonely but I am coming
Just the same
Just the same
Road to heaven is a bit thorny in a practice we all tried
Conflict and reason keep warm inside
Wasted bloom upon the altar
Lover’s heart left to bare
Wish I could be there with you
Know you care know you care
I weary of this trouble
I’m tired of the pain
Let the drip of the morphine
Keep sane (fear God might let go) lord keep me sane
Mind it drifts from when
Young was fun and free
Small departure
Haunts me
Rest ye down a path
Filled with insight and redemption
For give (play with words) and then take the life
From the road to the valley
Watch the widows proclaim
Count his children
See the bodies
See the victims
See the maimed
It’s a river it’s a mountain it’s a start gain
I am in the arms of a lover
Being held there by a friend
No practice no redemption
Just a soft loving voice
I am weary but I am going
Home it is my choice
It was summer I was ten playing soldiers by the way
When I saw the dying and I stopped to pray
What is life with out living
What is death without remain
I have tasted the pure water
Sweet the music in my brain
In the dark of love
Felt her hand upon my brow
Stood before the maker
He said not now
The entire world is a practice
All the tears are in vein
I am lonely but I am coming
Just the same
Just the same
A flower unfolded to sun light
She followed me to dreams held
Yet storms came and took pretense
Love is the tears and blood of a broken heart
Angel wings make sounds of joy gathered in broken harp strings
Love Tinka
you do write so well.........