Here’s a poem/song (I can’t really decide which it is) on November 9th, 2009. I haven’t really shared it with..anyone basically.
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We’ve ran this road before to the left to the right
Are we still precious in His sight?
Run little ones, run run run
There’s no turning back
How could he have us back?
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What the hay, let’s run away
Dreams dying, faces crying, no more lying
Far, Far away we’ll ride this highway
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Long, Long ago He said He’d show me the way
If I ever turned away
But he’s a ways away
If I run His way, I’m too afraid of what He just might say
I’ve ran so far this way
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What the hay, let’s run away
Dreams dying, faces crying, no more lying
Far, Far away we’ll ride this highway
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As the rain pours, here comes the dawn
Take a seat in the grass
Come on, let’s think on the past
If I run to Him maybe He’ll run to me
Just wait
We’ll wait to see
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What the hay, I guess I’ll stay
Dreams flying, faces smiling, I’m done with lying
No more tears, no more pain, It’s always the same.
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I’ve gone a long long way
But it’s time to turn and face His way
Before time began, I started off in Your hand
I wasn’t a tricycle, motorcycle, bicycle
‘Cuz you molded me like clay
Unique all the way
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What the hay, I guess I’ll stay
Dreams flying, faces smiling, I’m done with lying
No more tears, no more pain, It’s always the same.
