
So I finally finished writing the lyrics to the last song on my new album, Nickajack. It's called Anticipation of Advent. Here we go:
I'm in between the mundane and a mystery
Between what I know and what I long for
I'm looking back on my clashing notes
But now I'm listening for my symphony
My face and voice is not who I am
My spirit will not whither like my skin and hands
Some things remain and some will go
I'm losing the concept of tomorrow
Does not our hearts burn with in us?
Unclothe the lie of advertised joy
Cause sometimes it's good to laugh but right to cry
Words can be strong enough to hold
They separate the marrow from the bone
Some things remain and some will go
I'm losing the concept of tomorrow
Does not our hearts burn within us?
There's coming a day and I don't know when
But it will be called the day of reckoning
And we ache for a time
When all wrongs will be right
All loose ends will be tied
All that's dark will be light
And does not our hearts burn within us?
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