Soundslikesunday - Mineral

Time doesn’t always heal

It just breathes and swallows memories

Like the seasons change

Sending showers beating flowers

Into the mud

How blessed we are for crying now

But we will laugh someday and how

The last word is rejoice

How will I drink from that stream

How will my heart sing your praise

How will I lay down in green grass fields

When my soul is so afraid to