I have the ability to detach
let the fog roll in and relax
But the flowers on my table
and the crisp, cool morning air
draw me back to beauty.
I have the ability to check-out
and act like everything is fine.
I can move and watch myself
No one knows its me.
I want to run away.
Flee like a bird to
that mountain in the Psalms.
Don’t let me sink.
Don’t let me grow numb.
Don’t let me lie down and sleep
my life away.
I have the ability to seek peace
and pursue it.
I have the ability to stand in the war
and fight for you.
I have the ability to help you hear