Thursday, May 26, 2011

The Ocean - Roots & Locusts



It is not for us to resolve things that are not of this world
A world with God would be even more disturbing than a universe without him
For if He tolerates atrocities
If he condones such cruelty
Who would want to worship such a maker anyway?
They locked her up for 30 days
In a dark room under the roof
They broke her will with the cane
She'll remember everything
You are trying to save me, but perhaps I am not lost
It is not God that I do not accept
It's this world of God's, created by God, that I cannot agree to accept
I dragged myself out to the Ocean
And stared all night into the sky
The only lights I saw were far below me: Black waters full of life
I too lived on roots and locusts
I too have been in the wilderness
I too was striving to stand among the elect
Among the strong and the powerful
You are trying to save me, but perhaps I am not lost
It is not God that I do not accept
It's this world of God's, created by God, that I cannot agree to accept
I dragged myself out to the Ocean
And stared all night into the sky
The only lights I saw were far below me: Black waters full of life
I too lived on roots and locusts
I too lived on roots and locusts
I too lived on roots and locusts
I too prized the freedom with which Thou hast blessed us
But I woke up and would not serve madness
The kiss glows deep in his heart
But the old man adheres to his idea
But the old man adheres to his idea
But the old man adheres to his idea
But the old man adheres to his idea
But the old man adheres to his idea
But the old man adheres to his idea
It is not for us to resolve things that are not of this world
I too lived on roots and locusts
I too lived on roots and locusts
I too lived on roots and locusts
I too lived on roots and locusts
I too

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