It is Finished
Every night I wait for a text
And I cling to every word
Replies that leave me so perplex
Just feeling like a nerd
Then there is a glimpse of hope
A new life again after death
Only to find a new tight rope
We have drawn our last breath
It is finished, we are through
I beg forgiveness to the Lord
For you know not what you do
In the guise of loving true
Today I found my Damascus path
And my eyes were suddenly clear
Words you said too gift wrapped
I see there were just chevalier
Today I see I was on your strings
Trained to stay somewhere near
So say goodbye to your plaything
You’ve lost a treasure dear
It is finished, we are through
I beg forgiveness to the Lord
For you know not what you do
In the guise of loving true
By Dave Schipper © 2010 Rose Riversongs
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