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I'm
wallowing in past mistakes,
And fear the future I will take,
But carry on like nothing's wrong,
And try to sing a cheerful song.
But that's not working
anymore,
I fear the days that are in store,
And know that I will have to pay,
For times I stumbled and I strayed.
I roamed around and
carried on,
And did some things so very wrong,
But never felt accountable,
And covered up my eyes with wool.
But now I'm looking
straight ahead,
And see the future that I dread,
With no forgiveness there in sight,
I know that Hell will be my plight.
I'm feeling cold and
very small,
With no one there to hear me call,
And no one there to rescue me,
To break these chains and set me free.
I'm going under one
last time,
To pay the piper for my crime,
Oh God in Heaven, rescue me,
Please hear the anguish of my plea.
I'm scared and
frightened of the dark,
If only I could see a spark,
A little glow to light my way,
To change my night to light of day.
But now I fear it's
much too late,
As here I stand and wait my fate,
The raging flames are killing me,
Just close your eyes and let me be!! by David
Ronald Bruce Pekrul
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