A New Day

a new day comes
spin it up again
just a little past ten
run it hard my friend
sweet coffee black
don’t place much stock in that
whether good or bad
ain’t bringin it back
I hear a tune in my room
is it the sun or the moon
a ghost from my past
holding fast and firm
these are the thoughts Lord
I’ve come to discern
when the hot waters cold
and the film and the funk
goin with the gunk
reveal a feel and a scent
a sorrow filled song
atop rooftops do I belong
up and down the halls
counting pin holes in the walls
I hear the click
tracking me again
oh Lord here comes some more
is it the law beatin at the door
your grace found me on the floor
thank you Lord for Loving me
setting me free
rescuing we...