01 Weak in my life

don't you wish the good times could last
the joy and the laughter
but it's the tough times that build up your character and faith
the strength of the weak that fights the spiritual wars
and when it all falls apart don't give up on the heart
stay strong in the faith for somethings don't change

whatever distance may come or time that may pass
call out cry and sing of the hope deep within
they say the outside doesn't count
yet it's the things of the heart
that paint the smile on your face
and outward display whats hidden inside

can't hide forever behind fragile human skin
one day you'll be free from the pain
running forever on top of the world
and they say its true the higher you get
the harder you fall
still it's the poor who get swept away

and through it all it's the blind who cannot see
but the rich mans glories are the picture that fades
as the day to day simply drifts away
week by week and year by year
still the unseen things that a poor man's seen
are the only reality that sustain the heart

and can it really be true
are you the reason why innocent babies die
and why the fields of childhood dreams
whose games were endless or so it would seem
where now is the hope of peace
fallen shaken and washed away

is it all falling apart or has it always been this way
is this just another week in the life
then why do i feel so weak in my life
hopelessly spinning out of control
is that the way it should be
wandering untold divinely

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