HELLo
HELLo
If that does not get me in
I’ll find myself in search of sin
A prying eye my life will find
Was riddled anything but kind
A prayer, A glance, I took perchance
To see if you would shout and dance
For fail I have to meet Gods plans
And whither now inside his hands
I cannot abide the righteous fools
Swimming in their azure pools
They sit and judge and make up rules
And if we fall they bray like mules
But you have set forth no such decree
To be a human does the deed
To see you sit among crimson blue and bones
A fire lit to chill our souls
My hope for now is that I’ve failed all marks
For to try would surely make fly larks
And herald to the Lord above
To let this poor old sinner sit in love
I do not want that wanton grace
The kind that leaves without a trace
I’d rather sit in your embrace
The devils own beguiled race