Back from the dead...
It's been since June, 2004 I last posted on here. I've taken a long break from writing poetry, but I'm back again. I've been writing a lot of music this year and I hope you like the song I wrote today. Actually, I've been working on the music to it for several months and the lyrics came to me just now.
I've found that anything can be beautiful when you turn it into a reason to praise the Lord. What a wonderful Maker!
Enjoy the song. I'm still deciding on a name, but for now I'm calling it The Midnight Hour. I'm recording it on video so I don't forget it; perhaps I'll post that online when it's finished so you can feel the meter.
The Midnight Hour
Every day your shadows keep wand'ring back to haunt me
they're all I see of you
it's all there is to know
But I don't want to know
I don't ever want to know
O this narrow line we walk
and all the hours spent trodding off
What a waste of my time
What a waste of this life
What a waste of my time
No, don't come crawlin' back
No, don't come crawlin' back
Don't come crawling back
I don't want to see your shadow showing up at my door
Yeah, and no more do I need a midnight eyeful
Another addict's sinful fix
Cause I've let you in before
But I don't want you anymore
O, this narrow line we walk
and all the hours spent trodding off
What a waste of my time
What a waste of this life
What a waste of my time
No, don't come crawlin' back
No, don't come crawlin' back
Don't come crawling back
Lord, set me apart for Your Son
O how I need Your Spirit in me
And bless You, Father,
O Light of my midnight hour
