I Write Poetry
Was it not the echo that
Reminded you of how
It all comes to surface
One to one in this dance
I saw the future unfold
Before my eyes
Into the skies
A shine of right
"Hell yeah!"
"They said hell yeah!"
For once was come
And this was God
Almighty solution
No emptiness of good
Rectification
So Jesus comes
Yes
Reminded you of how
It all comes to surface
One to one in this dance
I saw the future unfold
Before my eyes
Into the skies
A shine of right
"Hell yeah!"
"They said hell yeah!"
For once was come
And this was God
Almighty solution
No emptiness of good
Rectification
So Jesus comes
Yes