Soul

[good4somethingbum]

SoulWell, my soul is just a canvas, ev’ry day becomes a brushAnd the colors of tomorrow, are what I’ll taste and touchFor as long as I keep searching, my faith will never dryAnd the hues that it exposes, seldom meet my naked eyeO and ev’ry artist’s paintingIs made with shades of light and darkAll my tears and all my laughterPaint the mem’ries on my heartFrom a blanket in a cradleTo a cross on a shady knollI’ll turn my heart to ev’ry colorUntil heaven frames my soulAnd my soul is like a traveler, living in a fleshly tentBound for heaven’s blue horizon, cos grace is heaven sentBut some feel the highest mountains, aren’t worth their while to crossSo the first souls God is finding, are too lost to know they’re lostO and ev’ry western skylineIs made with shades of light and darkAll my tears and all my laughterPaints the mem’ries on my heartFrom a blanket in a cradleTo a cross on a shady knollI’ll let my feet take ev’ry hilltopUntil heaven tents my soulThe soul of the purest saint, has tasted the sinner’s taintO and ev’ry artist’s paintingIs made with shades of light and darkAll my tears and all my laughterPaint the mem’ries on my heartFrom a blanket in a cradleTo a cross on a shady knollI’ll turn my heart to ev’ry colorUntil heaven frames my soul©2007 Robert George

[sgs4u]

beautiful, lovely, and heartwarming

[good4somethingbum]

thanks Steve.

[liamkelly]

All my tears and all my laughterPaints the mem’ries on my heartFrom a blanket in a cradleTo a cross on a shady knollI’ll let my feet take ev’ry hilltopUntil heaven tents my soulYou're doing that heart thing, again, Couch, damn you.These are very, very fine lines, amigo. Soul food indeed. Liam

[good4somethingbum]

thanks Liam.