I wanna be still.
I wanna walk into my grave.
Where I can shelter my peace.
Rest until my care have blown away.
Let my whole world fall away.
I ask forgiveness.
I learn as I go.
To float far away into silence.
In that quiet bliss.
That when I think we learn as we go.
To float far away into silence.
And find patience and grace.
In each line there.
Work each day.
All for nothing at all.
And the few words I say.
They mean nothing at all.
To float away into silence.
In that quiet bliss...December 8.
