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Cornerstone

(Spoken)
THE DEW - THE RAIN
THE SUN - THE PAIN
THE TEARS - THE FEARS
CONFUSION INSIDE
THE LINES - THE CIRCLES

the sun is setting
Behind a cold, dark cloud
A woman walks by me
and she’s there, crying aloud

I turn and I look
As she starts to flee
open is my heart to her
so that maybe she can find me

I ask, “why are you injured
Why all the tears
why all the turmoil
What gives you fears
the pain inside you
is missunderstood
You are Gods child and you poses nothing but good.”

She says
“You are unreal you are a lie
The words you’ve spoken serve one purpose
to make me cry
to make me cry
You want to turn my pain
You seek to mock me again
like all the ones that came before you
what makes you different?”

“I do not know (Echo)
was my reply (Echo)
I only speak the truth
I can not lie
my arms lay open here outstretched If only you can see
I want not in your pain but set your spirit free”

She snaps
“why must I run from pain
What is it there’s to gain
Is this the way life’s meant to be
Or is the world against me
Why all the trials and rain
Why is the world to blame for the insults
life has handed to me
why can’t a dove fly free
why.. am I bounded to these chains?
Who is the retched one that only I can blame
For the wounds that I have bleeding inside
tears me apart
Why can’t I find the thing to heal this wounded heart?”

I place my hand there on her head
A blessing shared
But none words said
The healing love that’s handed to me
Gave her the will to see
She fell 'pon the ground and swore
She want’s the pain in her life no more
Like death which comes the trials and rain
Sun kill that burning pain

She begs the noises to cease
The screaming voices
Fall to peace

For the torment in her life
That burns her lonely heart
Lends forth the way to see her new forgiven start

She found refuge in the Lord
Found shelter from that cold broad sword
Found sunlight in the falling rain
Never I saw her again

THE DEW - THE RAIN
THE SUN - THE PAIN
THE TEARS - THE FEARS
CONFUSION INSIDE
THE LINES - - - - -
THE CIRCLES

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