Saturday, July 28, 2018
"Broken Clock"
by l0neher0
Tick tock tick tock the clock is ticking
Turn right or left something's missing
Standing sitting nothings seems right
Wondering thinking makes us uptight
What where and why does it make sense?
We tend to look for someone's absence
Can't we people make up our mind?
Look from within or maybe a sign
Instead of searching, start waiting
Who knows what you've been looking
Is someone beside you sitting
Looking for a chance and timing
"His Signs"
by l0neher0
I was at a crossroad between hope and despair
While time is chasing me, approaching my rear
To heaven I seek the signs I keep searching
Then suddenly I saw you there at the front, standing
My heart flutters, it flickers and beats are skipping
Like the small butterflies in my tummy are flying
The emotion that's been rushing to my veins
I was confused so I asked God what it means
God replies with the sound of my heart beat
As it speaks nothing but your name so sweet
I was at a crossroad between hope and despair
While time is chasing me, approaching my rear
To heaven I seek the signs I keep searching
Then suddenly I saw you there at the front, standing
My heart flutters, it flickers and beats are skipping
Like the small butterflies in my tummy are flying
The emotion that's been rushing to my veins
I was confused so I asked God what it means
God replies with the sound of my heart beat
As it speaks nothing but your name so sweet
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