Trust

6/26/2012

It is coincidence,

It is the existance of miracles,

It is the miracle of life

It has only one beginning, and only one end

What we call death, to some, it's a useful idea

To others, a negative effect

And still more, to others, it is the only thing 

That could possible inspire a fear that speaks
Loud enough for them to believe

But I'm the same, in multiple ways
Some times I belive in impossible things

Things no thought they could perceive

I've been there more than you could imagine

And still I've got the sign on my head

You'd better not read it, lest you be mislead

In your mind, I wonder why you'd deny

Something that appears so clear in my eye

If I've got a theory about spirituality

I'd say no more words than what I say

God is coincidence and the hope fore miracles

The hope fore life after death each day

Impossible things and an improbable denial

But for there to be miracles, there must first have been
Someone to wish inspite of their sin

Someone to believe a miracle could happen

That anything could happen at any time

Therefore, if you'd ask me,

I'd say trust no one.

Faith is a flaw

That has faith in us all

To fall further deep
Into darker sleep
And wake in the hour
They are to devour
Everything.