The rain splatters the window and runs down.
The patter of the rain is the only sound.
Droplets of rain fall from the sky,
letting go, the clouds give a sigh.
The puddle of water gathers on the glass,
wondering when the storm will pass.
The gray clouds darken the blue,
the wetnes adds a mournful feeling too.
The pounds of the thunder you can hear,
the flashing of the lightning instills some fear.
Darkness blinds and takes away sight, while the strom keeps brewing all through the night.
As you lay awake in bed,
you can hear the rhythmic sounds rumble in your head.
But in the morning you see,
the flowering buds, and bumbling bee.
The sun shines with radiant glory,
like the one you'll find in a picture book story.
Soon creeps with ease,
a simle, that brings please.
Cran Hill Ranch is the place to be,
myself, a place where I can just be me.
Rock climbing, horses to ride, and having fun,
with so little time, and so much to be done.
Where you can be who you really are,
and at night there is no place with brighter stars.
Meeting new friends,
and wanting camp to never end.
Praising and worshiping the Creator,
there is none that is greater.
Tasting a little part of heaven,
counting the days, sadly only seven.
I miss that place deep down,
and when summer comes, you know where I'll be found.
With time new life beigns,
with time life grows old,
with time...
People born, people die,
people learn, people forget,
with time...
with time life happens,
it happens...
with time.
Hold them close,
please God, when they need you most.
You'll be there, to shine your light.
You'll save them from the night.
Send your Angles to protect the weak.
let your people search and seek.
Let them give you glory,
let them share Christ's story,
of love and salvation,
for every race, and every nation.
Your people will need you in the darkest hour,
show them your mighty power.
Shower them with mercy and grace,
let them see you face to face.
Oh Lord, open their eyes and let them see.
Unlock their hearts with your key.
Save them from the darkness.
Can you here them tonight?
Can you make them feel alright?
God of Heaven above,
send your love like a descending dove.
They are so scared.
Let them know you cared.
Wipe their tears,
take all their fears.
Help your people to rise and stand,
against all the evil in the land.
You and only You will know when our time here is done,
Untill then there is a battle to be won.
Wrong,
ringing in my ears like a song.
Mistake,
before I even awake.
Incorrect,
everything is, I bet.
False,
like a rhythmic pulse.
Error,
never such terror.
Fault,
like an assault.
Slipup,
everyday the opposite of pump-up.
Imperfection,
seems like I'm the winner for that election.
Flaw,
is all I saw.