It's not that I am over-reacting or anything, but the pics.xs site is still down and I am starting to worry that I might have to start all over again. Anyways this is my lunch break and I just so happened to have found this old composition that I wrote here in the office when I was still on night shift and I hope you'll find the heart to enjoy it. Thanks.

Peeping down the Venician blinds

I can see the cars go passing by

From way up here they radiate

The dark night sky




Its way past midnight

And its only my lunch break

I'm hearing silly pop tunes

From a top 40 radio station




I don't know exactly why

I cannot help but feel this way

That in each time I think

It makes me wish it was Sunday




Where I could here Your Word

Sit down with the guys

Turn to chapters and verses

Partaking at each word




But now is a Friday

Two days more to count

But it doesn't have to be

No reason for nostalgia




I know you're right here

With me by my side

With Your words kept hidden

In my once weary and broken old heart




I don't know exactly why

I cannot help but feel this way

That in each time I think

It makes me wish it was Sunday




Where I could here Your Word

Sit down with the guys

Turn to chapters and verses

Partaking at each word

posted by m35b @ Wednesday, August 11, 2004

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