I\'m a body of skin and bones.
My mind is an ocean of thoughts.
My spirit is low
Its all a big show.
My soul yearns, groans.
Why can\'t I have clarity?
Aren\'t we all a creation, a similarity?
Peace is a far off entity,
How do I use my spade to grow?
How do you lift the fog,
The sweat off my brow?
I\'m just a body
With eyes that see pain,
I\'m just somebody
That yearns to see rain.
How can it all be,
In my two hands?
Isn\'t it you dear father who created the lands?
I\'m searching
In a world of falsity.
Its not working
I think I\'m succumbing.
The crickets are humming
In the night.
Will it be alright?
Am I even in this fight,
Cuz if I am,
That is greater than
Doing as much as I can.
I hope I\'m a body
That lives for Gods sake.
I hope I\'m somebody
That looks past the fake.
I hope that one day
The ache will be gone,
The big light will turn on
All suffering gone
This war we have won!
I\'m a body
Bearing His name.
I\'m somebody
That can only claim
The good deeds,
Not status or fame.
No two hearts are the same
But God sees the flame
Burning.
It is familiar
So special, so peculiar
I pray to get there
Breathe in the air
Right here
So near.
I\'m not a body,
But a piece of God
Defined so holy.
The world is mine.
I have the gift of time
And I want to dedicate it to you.