Rhythm of Life


The rhythm of life
It comes from within.
Can’t make us, can’t break us
Nobody wins.

The riots, the virus,
The hatred for him.
Nobody wins,
No, nobody wins.

Crushing and pressing
But never destroyed
Confused and perplexed
But only annoyed.

Come closer, can’t feel you
Six feet apart
It’s foggy, uncertain
A lie from the start.

Peace, love and joy
God promises this.
Waiting and longing
We’re His, yes, we’re His.

The rhythm of life
It comes from within.
Can’t make us, can’t break us
We choose in the end.

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