Running

I'm not sure if I really like it...The timing seems to be a little off, but here it is anyway. :)

This is much more than yes or no
It's more than just a missing piece

Peace, when did it vanish?
Time, how did it sneak by?

Buy for me another chance
Or send me a shining Knight

Night may show us the stars
But they were always there

Their warning never came
And yet, the train still leaves

Leaves change, but never overnight
Between summer and winter come fall

Fall to the ground now
Rise before the sun

The son prepares to leave his home
Always with a tear in his eye

I watch for the answer to come
And pray that it's not all a lie

Lie here for a while and pray with me
And together we can write the tale

Tell me now if I should leave
But don't leave me here to wait

Weight so heavy I cannot stand
Wind so cold it leave me bare

Bear with me a little, while I fight
Then follow me into the dark wood

Would you stay to the end of time?
Sit on the beach and watch the sea?

See the world at your fingertips
Those fingers afraid to let go

Go east! says a voice to me
A voice I've heard but don't know

No where to go but into the storm
And pray that I make it out alive

Impossible?

I recently watched Alice In Wonderland, and I must say I enjoyed it much more than I expected. I think my favorite part would have to be the repeated scenes where it was said "I like to believe 6 impossible things before breakfast." I have a great infatuation (as I suppose everyone does) with the plausibility of the impossible. I like to see the impossible happen.

I listened to a sermon today that spoke of faith, and how the gospel seems so impossible that the only way to accept it is by faith. I think my favorite thing about little kids is how they sincerely believe that nothing is impossible. Perhaps that's why we must come to God like a child. Because for a child "impossible" is only something that hasn't happened yet. The older we get the less we believe the impossible because it hasn't happened yet so, we reason, it never will. But who are we to say it won't happen? All we can say is that it hasn't happened yet. Faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen. Without faith it is impossible to please God.
So dream, believe. Don't be afraid of believing something because it hasn't been proven, for how can you prove it unless you first believe it? Do you dream to fly? Or perhaps aspire to sing like an angel? Perhaps it's because you were meant to, and you will, but not yet. At last we come to discover that it is a paradox even to believe the impossible, for with God all things are possible. So believe, dream, imagine. If you desire the "impossible" don't think yourself silly. Desire it. It may just come true. Be a child, believe, have faith, throw away your pride. Impossible? Hardly. It is but an opportunity to prove it's possibility.

We love with hearts entwined.
Dancing in the pure rain. 
Still our souls are untouched

feelings that flew now resigned. 
Yet through the tears and pain
We love with souls entwined. 

Hearts cry with voice combined
Return! Is the refrain.
Still our souls are untouched. 

thorns, the rose designed. 
Though it wraps like A chain
We love with hearts entwined. 

Now our thoughts are aligned. 
At last we see the way. 
Still our souls are untouched. 

Can the time rewind?
Until what's lost we gain?
        (until then)
We love with hearts entwined
Still with souls untouched. 

Of dead things

To Him who makes the dead whole,
Who makes the world grow. 
Will I give my broken soul?

I cannot attain my goal,
For there is a debt I owe,
To Him who makes the dead whole. 

My heart is as black as coal,
But If He can make it like snow 
Will I give my broken soul?

If it is in my control
Should I give up and go?
To Him who makes the dead whole?

If He saves me from this hole
Then promises to never let go,
Will I give my broken soul?

And as I hear the bells toll
There is but one thing I know,
To Him who makes the dead whole
Will I give my broken soul.