Thursday, November 26, 2009

when love lacks

Is part of aging becoming numb
Jumping from planes for what I've come from
If you know the answer then Oh Beckon Me
Let me bathe in surrender that knows no retreat
Rightfully entreated, mastered like a track
I fled twice sideways
you brought me back

within your hold
within your touch
I'm gaining the reasons I love you so much

And I'll never drink that way again
Misshapen freedoms, a whole world of lack.

And I'm all over you
when you find me again
And I'm still knowing you
when morning's come and went

Love lost, repeated
is a spiteful friend
all the ways I love you
all the ways I love you
cannot bridge the divide
when you walk one way
and I go with Christ.

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