01-04-2021, 11:24 PM
The tiles are cold,
nipping at my feet,
I just want to be asleep.
I'm ten years old.
Another night assault,
Is it really all my fault?
He's heaven bound,
but he's closer to inferno
in that hell that only i know
God's own kind.
Surely they must be mistaken
when its innocence he's taken.
Can't tell a soul.
Like a dirty little secret,
I was warned I had to keep it.
His holy grave.
Surely there he'll get his sentence,
but too late for my repentance
He's heaven bound,
but he's closer to inferno
in that hell that only I know.
Gods own kind.
Surely they must be mistaken,
when its innocence he's taken.
I wish that his grave would take my pain.
I'd bury it there and start again.
For memories like that don't fade away.
That ten-year old boy still cries today.
He's heaven bound,
but he's closer to inferno
in that hell that only i know
God's own kind
Surely they must be mistaken
when its innocence he's taken
I don't blame them all,
but those who eyes were blind
thought to leave this wreck behind.
The years aren't kind.
Will he ever let me be,
this pillar of my community
He's heaven bound,
but he's closer to inferno
in that hell that only I know.
God's own kind.
Surely they must be mistaken,
when its innocence he's taken.
He's heaven bound,
but he's closer to inferno
in that hell that only I know.
God's own kind.
Surely they must be mistaken,
when its innocence he's taken.
He's heaven bound,
but he's closer to inferno
in that hell that only I know.
God's own kind.
Surely they must be mistaken,
cause its innocence he's taken.
Some of you may know I love Celtic Thunder. UK based but they visited US constantly. The man whom sings this song, Ryan Kelly, was diagnosed with covid yesterday.
I have heard very few professionals whom could return to a singing and dancing career post covid. Father God I lift up Ryan Kelly in prayer for a full healing. Let this virus pass over this man I pray.
It is Well with My Soul
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