It's amazing how easy life can be, As we stand in a crowd with nothing to see. The murderous acts of a sinner we know; The man, God-starved, no love we can show. Riding the bus, on my way home, A melancholy man sat, all alone. He said he'd been beaten and robbed down the way; The man sat and I watched, just an arms reach away. One day I had money, I went to the store, I passed a homeless man, my eyes to the floor. He lived off of charity from people passing his way; I passed without heart, just an arms reach away. We swim through a world, where all people drowned, We watch in discomfort, but utter no sound; No friendly gesture, no words to say, We sit and we watch, just an arms reach away. The world is amiss, we are all blind, I have many questions, but the answers I can't find. What can I do, when I feel myself go astray, Who is that person, just an arms reach away? In the past we were lost, just as we are now. We're sinking under; who can save us and how? We need hope, we need someone to stay, Someone who's always there, just an arms reach away.
Reason for writing:
My theology teacher played us a song in class and
eventually this came about
Birth sign: Not entered
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