You Won't Give Up on Me

I hang on Your promise, each and every word

I believe the truth within the message I have heard

I wait on Your timing, for You to lead the way

Yet I still get discouraged, You can hear it when I pray…when I say

Lord, I don’t feel hopeful, I don’t see Your plan

It feels like nothing’s happening, and I don’t understand

I thought You would move mountains, I thought You’d part the sea

Yet I don’t feel You moving in my life miraculously

I’m tired of being patient and waiting endlessly

But I won’t give up on You because You won’t give up on me

I step out without knowing, if I’m going anywhere

I want to be strong enough and be able to share

I have gifts and talents I can use to bless the world

Yet I get disappointed, you know I’m just a scared little girl when I say

Lord, I don’t feel grateful, I don’t see Your plan

It feels like nothing’s happening, and I don’t understand

I thought You would move mountains, I thought You’d part the sea

Yet I don’t feel You moving in my life miraculously

I’m tired of being patient and waiting endlessly

But I won’t give up on You because You won’t give up on me

It might take me fifty years, it may take until I die

Still I’ll keep on believing, even when I’m feeling like…when I say

Lord, I don’t feel anything, I don’t see Your plan

It feels like nothing’s happening, and I don’t understand

I haven’t felt the mountains move or walked right through the sea

But I won’t give up on You because You won’t give up on me

The Pianist

Eventually the truth leaked to my lover

Zipped my lower lip but not the upper

Chaos ensued

Contention proved

He can’t have one without the other

Forced to concede my nameless plight

Headlining on the stage tonight

Ended unwell

Despondent hell

Hiding within the ivory’s flight

Verbal Suicide

We fight forever, all through the night

We stay together just to prove who’s right and who’s wrong, not like it matters

We go to war over interference

What we fight for makes no difference anymore, so long as we can

Beat down each other with words we don’t mean

Go for the jugular while making a scene – it’s not right, war isn’t on our side

We cut down each other most feverishly

We fall short of murder only technically – when we fight, it’s verbal suicide

You’d think we’d learn, we’re making a mess

You’d think when we’re wrong, we would confess, but we don’t, that’d be too easy

Instead we dig in and prepare to die

You’d think we’d give up our battle cry, but we won’t, we continue

To beat down each other with words we don’t mean

Go for the jugular while making a scene – it’s not right, war isn’t on our side

We hurt each other more than anyone else

Don’t we realize we’re only hurting ourselves – when we fight, it’s verbal suicide

We used to care, we used to love

Now we just beat each other up

We used to dream, we used to live

Now we just refuse to forgive

And we beat down each other with words we don’t mean

Go for the jugular while making a scene – it’s not right, war isn’t on our side

Until death do us part, this is what we get

I’m surprised we haven’t killed each other yet – when we fight, it’s verbal suicide

When we fight, it’s verbal suicide

Her Own

He wants to run

He wants to hide

Tries to escape

His shattered life

He calls her tramp

He calls her whore

Hoping he’ll soon

Love her no more

He fights the hurt

He fights the pain

Tries to prevail

But all in vain

She does not hear

She does not turn

She remains

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