Mt. Hermon

March 9, 2019

When I wake I am passing time
    in the mirror I watch as it all goes by
before my eyes
In my memory there’s photographs
    of a young, golden time when there was no past
for me to have

No, I’m not the one I was before
Until I’m standing at Heaven’s door
let me in this time, just let it slide
oh, oh

When I’m growing I’m growing old
    lose the spirit and get after what you’re told
to win the gold
Getting shout outs and accolades
    prove your worth at your desk on a sunny day
no time to play

No, I’m not the one I was before
Until I’m standing at Heaven’s door
let me in this time, I crossed the line
Oh no

 

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