deep mystery

Comparison is the thief of joy

and I've been robbed many times

So much life has passed by me

like water under the bridge it won’t come back

It moves down to the sea where it is lost forever

and I am stuck here on the bank

Too old for the young girls and too young for the old

I’ve sat at their tables and I didn’t belong

It made me long for something more

It makes me long for home

or at least the same face every evening

where we know we belong

and our lives are rolled together

like two verses of a song

where the chorus brings us together

Like rain on the sea we are joined together

in a deep mystery
hallelejah