i had it nestled there, right beside my bed bound in faux leather, and comfortably set off to the side of a life largely predisposed to ignoring it i had it stationed there, ordered not to move it had pitched it’s creed, what was left to do well you could sit and you could wait and there was not much else but tally years as they come, mark them down one by one stifled dreams of mine, my claustrophobic mind they get lost and never find their way to you words without a voice, our holy father’s choice i want to be used, what good am i mute i want you to yearn, i want my pages turned i want to be used, to pledge myself to you i won’t ever falter, no i’ll be forever your stubborn strength that is a promise that i’m able to make i won’t ever falter, no i’ll be forever your stubborn strength i can forgive you for making me wait you can’t reject me after all that i’ve done while you shuffle your feet, twiddle your thumbs i stand here before you with choice disguised as fate i give you the world and you shove it back in my face hadn’t i known that salvation was prearranged hadn’t i known that sinning was a calculated mistake hadn’t i known that i was gonna need saving one day that it’s a destiny that we share our god-given capacity to err and our history of fabled opportunityTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
