Note to self: no one reads this. :p

Stop this noise.

OR crank it up so loud so my speakers split and shatter

cause I need something to remove me from this place

this time we're living in now
it can't be at ease.

my first driving hunger is for peace with you.

Solitude when you surround my whole being within a universe that is so seperated from you.

and i don't know why but that solitude is less and less frequent for me

it's like i can't reach you anymore

you too high up and i'm shrinking.

There are too many layers of clouds between us

My soul and your being.

OH,

Come, Lord.
Come.