Steven Westmoreland

As I lay myself down, ready to drift off to sleep, My senses keep me awake, tingling from the day's events. As I close my eyes, I see her face, glowing in my thoughts. Bringing my arms in, I feel her body within my embrace, so warm, so soft. In the silence of the night, I still hear her voice, sweet and beautiful. As I lay there, I can smell her fragrance, wonderfully refreashing. And in the moments before sleep whisks me away, I can taste her kiss on my tounge, sweet like nectar and honey. And as my body shuts down, and my mind settles, I can surely feel her spirit, sychronized with mine, countinuing it's endless waltz for eternity. The last conscience thought that enters my mind is this... I love you.

I have been scarred so deep by life and cold despair... And brittle bones were broken far beyond repair... I have levelled lies so deep the truth may never find... But inside my faithless heart I stole things never mine... If mercy falls upon the broken and the poor... Dear Father I will see You there on distant shores... I've toiled for countless years and ever felt the cost... And I've been burned by this wold's cold like leaves beneath the frost... On my knees I've crawled to You bleeding myself dry... But the price of Life is more than I could ever buy... If mercy falls upon the broken and the poor... Dear Father I will see You there on distant shores... And from the top of the blocks I was headstrong and proud... At the front of the line for the cardcarrying highbrowed... With both eyes fastened tight yet unscarred from the fight... Running at full tilt my sword pulled from its hilt... It's funny how these things can slip away... Our frail deeds the last can wave good bye... It's funny how the hope can bleed away... The citadels we build and fortify. Goodnight!... Night came and I broke my stride I swallowed hard but never cried... When grace was easy to forget I'd denounce the hippocrites... Casting first stones. Killing my own... And You would unscale my blind eyes as I stood batered but more wise... Fighting to accelerate. Shaking free from crippling weight... With resilience unsurpassed... I crawled my way to You at last... And on my knees I wept at You feet... I finally believe that You still love me... Healing hands of God have mercy on our unclean souls once again... Jesus Christ, light of the world, burning bright within our hearts forever... Freedom mean love without condition, without a beginning or an end... Here's my heart. Let it be forever Yours. Only You can make every new day seem so new. "Distant Shores" by Five Iron Frenzy *Not mine, I do not claim ownership of this song*