"A Little Corner of Heaven" by T. Pylus

Long gone are the days of my wild imaginings,

Of daydreams of your applause for me in front of the multitude.

Of illusions of not just "Well done", but "Way to go".

Long gone are my ambitions of subtle ego,

Of a life lived better than most,

Of only minor mistakes that are eclipsed by my triumphs.

Long gone are they.

Now, I'm just fighting for a little corner of Heaven.

A place where I can lean my back against the wall and close my eyes.

A place where I can sit and rest from a life that has made me weary.

Now, I'm just fighting for a little corner of Heaven.

Not the stage or the spotlight,

Not the crown or the right hand.

Now, I'm just fighting for a little corner of Heaven.

Where I can just sit and be in Your presence.

Where I can just celebrate that You carried me through.

Lord, carry me through.

It's just a little corner of Heaven I'm fighting for,

But the finish line seems so far off.

It's just a little corner of Heaven I'm fighting for,

But I am not sure I can hold the staff above my head much longer.

It's just a little corner of Heaven I'm fighting for,

But my walk on the water has turned into a wade into the deep.

Lord, carry me through,

That I might sit and gaze at you.