Lost in the Sky

Lost in my ways
And my paths in a stream
Can you feel the sky?
Full of silent screams
I opened the vines to find some ancient ways
The tears from the tree sunk into me
As if crying out to me
I'm going to need more than the strength of light
To shy away from you
So who wrote the book of love?
They have never seen me and you.
We talk to each other
Look in each other, past our eyes
Are these the days where the poets dream
And the children scream while running on the streets?
I'm a freak by Blood
And I roam the streets in the night
Like a scavenger
Scream at me and yell demon
And i'll just smile back at you and say
Gods got angels watchin over me.
I've survived a plane crash
One of five hundred
And I can't help but say
He's got angels watchin' over me
God works in weird ways,
And now he has me talking to you.
His eyes are full of compassion,
And his hands rest on my shoulders on those weary nights.
Even though I have never seen the hands that see me home
I hope to have my fathers eyes
I know he is here for me, all the time
The devil can't help but fight him
Send the angels who are damned
To take place in the battle of all ages.
But you are only hearing me say
God has sent angels to watch over me.
And if faith can move a mountain
I assure you - it can move in you too.
It can make a man cry,
And get on his knees and pray to the Lord.
It has sent a child to stand up to its fears
It can turn rock to water,
And water to blood.
Human love is not fulfilling
Grasp the love that is waiting for you.
Thinking that you someday will not be there,
Strikes me like a bad shot of whiskey,
It thunders through the ground, shaking the asphalt
Because I want see you there
Floating in the air
Singing in heaven
Take his hand
And someday we will be singing Hallelujah's chorus.

Poem by J.A.D. © 2002