And we gave into a giving and said thanks for simply living; we all seem to be content with existing and breathing has since became an ambition; the simple things we’re after like living and living then finding repetition lost left longing and leery in suspicion.

So in these circles step softly and recite not the things you said, make them secrets and take them to your grave instead; let no one know that God hasn’t any friends and if wilderness is found laid out across your heart then child I do understand that you haven’t a clue where to start.

-30Apr10