Look around – Got no place to stay.
God I hate this town, depending on the day.
You lift me up, you lift me down – Alright, OK.
While I got no life, I got no hope;
I’m falling in love. Help me through the fight;
Help me with tonight – I’m calling.
What to do I find it hard to know;
Lord, the walk is not the one I chose…
Lift me up and turn me over;
Lead me on into the dawn.
Take me to the highest mountain;
Tie me up, love in a storm.
Have you decided on my fortune?
Facing the future in your eyes,
With your imperial behaviour
We fight amidst the battle cries.
Open doors – They may be closed to me;
The fire’s still burning in my heart…
What to do I find it hard to know;
I want to turn my life around…
Imaginehaving received messages, over years, about a new future, a new beginning. Imagine resultant periods of unique success, of unbreakable hope and various inspirational/spiritual peaks. Imagine, after more years, finding yourself immersed in total turmoil (and ongoing diabolical attacks) whilereaching a point where virtually everything earthly was lost: realization of envisioned fruition had not come true. Imagine (with the latter) not being able to see any way or avenue for it to ever come true (now) – though at times (all along the way) occurrences were sent as a means to enhance remembrance of the original. Thereupon, Imagine receiving a new one, but without any specifics – and soon crying out because it still seemed absolutely impossible (under current circumstances). Then, Imagine hearing the Voice of God, as a reply:
In the time we spent together
Many words have passed between
And the feelings that we shared are all behind us now
‘Cause a change has come upon me
And I’m surly not the same
There is so much more than what we feel and live every day
[Chorus]
Relentless, unchanging
Though the world is still before me now
I’m seeing forever
I will keep my heart and mind with you
So joyously I’m waiting for the day
In a single timeless moment
When the old was cast away
The new was born into a world of simple joy
And my life is still for living
Though it’s seen through different eyes
And the knowledge of the truth’s
A burden easy to bear
[Bridge]
It’s drawing so near
It’s shrouded in mystery
Histories fall, the end of an age
The feeling we’re waiting for, hoping for
Now, the time to come alive
The end to which we strive
Will soon arrive
Now the gift is truly given
If you only would receive
For you’re standing in the crossroads
And you can’t turn back
Though we can’t conceive forever
And it’s sometimes hard to care
Our lives do not compare to what’s awaiting us there
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