When awake with the world around,
I hear nothing, not a sound,
My heart can speak and I do not hear,
Because I am living life in fifth gear.
But when I close my eyes,
When I can no longer see the world going by,
When I close my eyes
I begin to cry.
With a busy life full of joy,
I can go for days without need of a decoy,
I can carry on ignoring my heart,
I can carry on and not fall apart.
But when I close my eyes,
When I can no longer see the world going by,
When I close my eyes
I begin to cry.
Focus on God and the divine,
And suddenly my defences decline,
When I give my heart time to speak
I find that my 'strength' grows weak
I close my eyes to pray to the Lord,
The one through which I am adored,
Yet no matter how hard I try,
The eyes that are now hidden, begin to cry.
When a day is like a thousand years
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[image: When a day is like a thousand years]
I’ve always associated that phrase with God’s eternal nature. A thousand
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