The Disciples - Things Left Unsaid

It's just a matter of time a few days ago

I saw you, you were fine

Remembering what you said

About the book you read

The one I got you

The Beginning of the End

Oh how we'd talk

For hours upon end

What I would give

Just to do it again

But you're lying there

In this hospital bed

Won't you open your eyes

And let's talk once again

(CHORUS)

If you fly away tonight

I want to tell you that I love you

I hope that you can hear me

I hope that you can feel me

If you fly away tonight

I want to tell you that I'm sorry

That I never told you

When we were face to face

Well I've been here all night

And I'm watching you

Breathe in and breathe out

Is it really you

Or just a machine

That's giving you life

And it's making it seem

That there could be hope

I could say to your face

If it weren't for you

That there would be no grace

That's covered my life

You took the time

To speak into my mind

And my heart

Words of life

(CHORUS)

So goodbye for now

And I'll see you again

Some way, somehow

When it's my time to go

to the other side

I'll hold you again

And melt at your smile

Now all I have

Are the ones that I'm with

And you taught me not

To take for granted

The time that we have

To show that we care

Speak into their minds

And their hearts

While they're here

And say I love you..........x
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Lighthouse.

When you fail to realize drowning in something

you believed in had you sinking,

let it hit you hard enough for your inner will

to give up what was believed to be impossible,

fight to realize the need to float back to the surface.

Care little less, hide your love, like some things are better left unsaid.

because that way, you live for you, and not others.

At the same time, at the same pace of your own heart,

your own beat, for you that you can hear the loudest, no one else;

that contentment which no one else can give you,

but through your own call, your own consent.

I’ll show I care, love, worry, pray, bless and think less of them,

so my compassion aren’t abused but sacred in my own place, home.

It’s a beautiful start,

yesterday finished,

so let things part.

Smile, cause the sky rained for you,

washed and purified, like even the sky is doing you favours.

a guardian, perhaps.

Good morning all,

Good night some.

Crucifix remains accompanied,

representative of infinite wishes to part,

hope to freedom in me and in others.

Give thanks wtv life brings you.

…I will be…

Acknowledgments

forgive me for all the worries I’ve brought to many.

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Paint a picture with my hands +

Sunday morning rain is falling


Steal some covers share some skin


Clouds are shrouding us in moments unforgettable


You twist to fit the mold that I am in


But things just get so crazy living life gets hard to do


And I would gladly hit the road get up and go if I knew


That someday it would bring me back to you


That someday it would bring me back to you

That may be all I need

In darkness she is all I see

Come and rest your bones with me

Driving slow on sunday morning

And I never want to leave

Fingers trace your every outline

Paint a picture with my hands

Back and forth we sway like branches in a storm

Change the weather still together when it ends

That may be all I need

In darkness she is all I see

Come and rest your bones with me

Driving slow on sunday morning

And I never want to leave

But things just get so crazy living life gets hard to do


Sunday morning rain is falling and I’m calling out to you


Singing someday it’ll bring me back to you


Find a way to bring myself home to you

And you may not know

That may be all I need

In darkness she is all I see

Come and rest your bones with me

And I never want to leave