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I loved my mission, it was a sacred time, nothing will ever compare.
Inexpressable feelings
Light shining through the window of a strassenbahn
The sound of a thousand voices speaking German
Feelings of hope,
Times of despair,
three-storied buildings
lining the crooked streets for miles
laundry on lines
children, following with smiles
trains, trains, trains, cut across tracks,
taking me there,
taking me back,
I could push a million buttons
and hear a million voices,
but not a single reason
for the negative choices
telling me to leave,
"you're not wanted here"
but the love doesn't die
so I continue forward,
sometimes the only thing carrying me
is the wind of angels passing,
who let me know there is good in what I do,
or the stars against the black
I see them as people who are waiting
in the midst of all they lack
for me to come to rescue them
and put them on the track
millions of people,
children of God,
their hearts are there,
they must only be found,
millions of people,
millions of tears,
millions and millions and millions of years
hang in the balance,
so I push through the snow,
I know what I doing,
I know where to go
sacred places....
save some lives,
sacred, sacred, sacred times. |
