Strumming the chords
that bind my life
memorys still
like flashes of light
momentary glitters
of the days past
realizations
mistakes last
strumming the chords
i feel the present
each moment spent
looking for heaven
where is the guide
i look for now
where is the time
to seek him out
strumming the chords
i feel the future
each moment spent now
alters the picture
the seconds of time
wasted away
will mean heartache
to pass another day

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