SPYGLASS
SPYGLASS
SPYGLASS
I’m looking through
The view
You see of me
Passing by so quickly
So that you cannot see these
Things clearly (through)
Children of wrath children of pride
Can you tell who is who
I really can’t decide
But I will try
I
Am
Watching
Waiting patiently
I try
To listen
To where He’s
Leading
me
I’m looking through
The view you see of me
Not telling what is true
But what you want
To
believe
Cuz there’s something not right
And I’m
not from
around
Here
I walk in the night
You’re bothered
By whispers
That help you
Decide
That I’m far
From the light
But that’s my disguise
You let me hide
in plain sight
Call me Crazy
Call me a Freak
Call me
What you want to believe
That works just fine
For The Master mind
For I’m not mine
I’m not my own
I’m just a servant
And the lies you believe
Make this
A Secret Service
But you can’t hide
I’m a constant tourist
Just passing through
But my intention
You do not know
My motivations aren’t shown
What I want
Is Out of sight
So you ramble on
And believe the lies
That you tell yourself
To stay warm
And sleep tight
But you are blinded
Heart hardened to light
You’re teeth razor sharp
For a penetrable bite
My mission is clear
But what I want
Out of sight
Constantly
Thinking
Alone
under
Night
I ain’t James Bond
But I feel like
a secret agent
Hiding in plain sight
You don’t know me
And you give me
my disguise
So you can’t hide
From the answers
That may
Just
Change
You’re
Life
And it’s a just cause
To do or die for
The Great
I AM
And it’s just the cause
To be
Tortured
And shamed
Always
Because it’s just
Right
For I don’t deserve HIS mercy
And that’s why
It’s
Grace
Amazing
NO women or booze
No guns that I use
Only the Gospel Of truth
To set rebels from
The noose
Eternal we lose
To die
Or let loose
Death in vain
Is far from the truth
We all have a part to play
No Excuse
I ain’t James Bond
But I feel like a secret agent
Because I am not
What you see
What you believe
You choose
Many depths in the ocean
Layers to the sea
If you were aloud to know
You could view
What’s beneath
There is a war
That is fought
Though you may not see
The line it is cast
Maybe
God will set you
Free
To speak
The Good News
Is only for freaks
And for
Crazies
It’s social Suicide
And yes, the line
It is drawn
Distractions
Divine
Something out of
Nothing
Or before
He
was
Dead
Then
Alive
I know this sounds
Crazy
To some
maybe right
But somewhere it was written
Who was chosen
To
Thrive
Is this you’re calling?
Or
Are you the one to deny
No one is neutral
So now
Pick a side
Yes I am looking
I am watching
And waiting
For
The story of stories
For his own Glory
All things
For good
In
His
Great
Design
Not mine.
Someone is always watching over
me.
Tho there is pain on every side
There’s no pride
For something chosen
And something
Already
Done
For
me.
