slow motion suicide

your holding the devil in your hand
slow motion suicide
your children doesn't understand

lying on the floor
your wife picks you up
and pray once more

when must we let go of this hope that springs
holding on with faith as thin as a string

waag n bietjie

kom ons speel langs n afgrond
net ek en jy
hou my net vas
as my voet wil gly

kom ons gaan swem in riviere
en dans op strande rond
hardloop in die reen
en word siels gesond

twee aparte harte
trek na mekaar
niks kan dit keer nie
want
die chemistry is daar

no I can't call you superman

when i was 17

i looked at you and saw superman

through all my pain and my tears

you held my hand



when i was 18

i saw batman

cause you held me

and took me to another land



19,20,21,22

where did i lose you?

was there to many things

we had to go through

no more emotion

no more flame

only the biterness remained

LOVE

Lost

weary

down

and

out



what

is

life

about?



then You take my hand and capture me

You show me You, and let me be

You hold me tight

never let me fall

You rescue me from the storm

You keep me safe

let me rise above

You cover me with Your never ending love



Extravagant dimensions of Your love fall on me

It roots me, grounds me and sets me free

It is to much - to wide and deep

for me to understand

You gave me Your Son

I will take Your hand



I will reach out for Your fullness

and live a full life

a life of LOVE

following Christ



And I pray that all my friends

will be filled with Your divine Presence

help them understand

nothing can seperate them

or tare them

from the love of our awesome God

or out of His hands

fairy dust

I wave my magic wand
And say goodbye
Take my fairy wings
And away I fly

I have loads of buckets
To catch all my tears
I chase the new rainbows
Without any fears

Traces of fairy dust
I leave on your face
The touch of your hand
Will leave a trace

But goodbyes are forever
A broken mirror is just that
No way to ever fix’s the cracks

love 4 a hypocrite

i feel like a hypocrite
like i am torn in two
between what i am doing
and what i know i should do

but i dont feel the fire?
i dont feel the flame?
i dont want to do what is right
out of the rules or law
but when i am moved by the spirit
and i am ready for more

Your Word and Your Spirit
not just words i want to use
i need a revelation
i need You

but while i am broken
i am still at peace
because i know You died for and love
the hypocrite in me

the august wind

as the wind is blowing
it is clearing all my thoughts
i drown in my imagination
and see you standing with a torch

looking for your light
i am crawling through the darkness
angels fall around me
as demons take a bite

my cries sounds so hollow
nobody can hear or understanding
while i am looking for the light
i need a helping hand