Still felling a bit confused about the whole which Church thing. Lord, if you used someone as a mouthpiece to plant the idea in my head, please use them again to give me a bit more instruction - I don't really know how to order what is in my head right now and make some sense out of it all. I want somewhere to belong. Somewhere that I can be myself and fell at home. I guess what I am really asking is, Find me a Church (please). The day-to-day life I lead is (not) fine but it's missing something again. Its missing You. I feel like its overhaul time, spring clean - or whatever you want to call it. But maybe I need guidance as to what gets cleaned out. I don't want to change who I am but I want to be a better person at the same time. I don't think the two are mutually exclusive things. What I do and how I do it, now those I can change with guidance.
Something Ive been working on over the last couple of days: i wrote the first verse of lyrics a long time ago, under different circumstances, but they came back to me the other day and a whole new section flowed on from them.
White Comes The Light
White comes the light
There’s nothing to see
White comes the light
There’s nothing to say
One empty glass
And one lonely traveller
Is all that is left at the break of the day
White comes the light
There’s nothing to see
White comes the light
There’s nothing to say
One fleeting glimpse
And one distant memory
That parts when we’re done at the break of the day
White comes the light
There’s nothing to see
White comes the light
There’s nothing to say
Searching inside
For something unspoken
These tears that i cried and you wiped them away.
White comes the light
There’s nothing to see
White comes the light
There’s nothing to say
Words of the truth,
I’ll go where you guide me
I’ll walk in your shoes, if you show me the way.
White comes the light
There’s nothing to see
White comes the light
There’s nothing to say
Raise your hands high
For the words that are spoken
Show you the light and they show you the way.
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