Sunday Mornin'

I am going to church this Sunday mornin'.
I am going to church for one particular reason.
It is because i am being made.
I am going to worship anyway.
On my knees i began praying, asking God to just help me keep on surviving and to help me keep on thriving.
A voice inside my head said keep your soul sacred, store your knowledge safely, and keep your eyes open.
The voice said: Your heart is as good as gold and you are in my arms hold.
Continue to come to church on Sunday mornin' after your not being told. 

Walking Out

Your walking out without a thought, without a doubt that you can come right back.
Let me be the first to convince you that your love isn't worth it.
All the fights and the struggles ended in tears.
Were you mislead in our talks?

Well there is no misleading in this statement, '' Without you my life will be lived through with less complications.''
If it were up to me you would be the one standing in the same place that i am.
Every last ounce of love that i could show would be taken out when i shut the door.
You would be the one left standing alone, you would be the one torn, and you would be the one left dealing with the issues.