Lamentations on a Riot

And tonight on the streets, its war,
Is this how it felt when Rome fell.
Pictures before my eyes of fires that scar,
Tearing through, like some ugly reflection of hell.
I can’t watch but can’t take my eyes away.


A protest breeding only pain,
That great city, envy of the world.
Torn asunder by delirious pursuit of gain,
Nobility, honour and respect, onto the bonfire hurled,
Please, oh God, Let peace rise again with the new day.



Feels like I sit at the end of the days,
And my heart lies broken now.
Before this onslaught of lost and destructive ways,
And these eyes fill with tears as before you I bow.
Please, oh Lord, let your light spirit shine a brand new way.



And in the dark of the night the light shines brightest,
And where sin does abound, so does grace abound more.
And on the battleground, your hand still moves,
And in the morning, you will heal every sore.



I feel like Jeremiah, my words becoming lamentations of this present age,
But still your mercies are new each day and your love does cool even murderous rage.

Just Lately...

Lately, I’ve been dreaming once again,

Of the end of this season and the start of the next,

Because you know, its not true what say, that time takes away the pain,

Still this hearts caught in these desires, myriad and complex,






And my hearts caught in a sunlight past where this dream was still pure,

And everything I did seemed to succeed and my faith in you was so sure.




Lately, I’ve been thinking about the promise,

My mind clouded do I truly remember it right,

Or have I added words you never gave to me, dreaming more of the kiss,

Than all the wonderful things that come after the fight.




That my heart wishes was won, this waiting that I wish I was through,

I’m holding on to the last memories of a broken heart, dreaming of who.




You had in store, forgetting it was you I was living this life for,

Closed is the door, waiting takes so much out of me now,

Open is my heart, come clean it up and make me so sure,

That its not for me to know the timings when it’ll come true, or how.

Just trusting you’ll come through for me, in a way uniquely thee,

And one day I’ll be amazed at how you weave together this story.





Lately I’ve been thinking about the future,

When I’ll dwell in the dream and this simple desire,

Will have been fulfilled beyond the wildest longings of long before,

Where I’ll sit down and write down new dreams before an open fire.






Oh and my heart wishes this game was won, this waiting that I wish I was through,

I’m holding on to the last memories of a broken heart, dreaming of who.





You had in store, forgetting it was you I was living this life for,

Closed is the door, waiting takes so much out of me now,

Open is my heart, come clean it up and make me so sure,

That its not for me to know the timings when it’ll come true, or how.

Just trusting you’ll come through for me, in a way uniquely thee,

And one day I’ll be amazed at how you weave together this story.