You don't know
You don't understand
You have not been there
And your actions betray you anyways.
While the snowflakes fall
Slowly to the earth
I know peace.
I am nothing here
And you have made sure that I feel it
I am nothing here
And your words are a cruel hollow joke.
In the wind blowing
Chapping my skin and bringing hard the cold
I know peace.
I may fall soon
And it will be nothing to you
For sometimes you have to break someone to make someone
And I need breaking.
Not all loads are a burden
Not all work saps your soul
I remain restless until I find rest in thee.
2 comments:
hey joe, what kinda skis are yall on?
I don't remember- the picture was from 2003 or 2004. I'm not sure I was even on skis on that trip.
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