Paint Creek

Empty from a wince, a fresh stream

Underneath a new bridge

Eyes on a river, they melt into one

If what shrugs be the silence, its true

Everything you point towards

Alas there were clues

But in planting them

Lord we become shaken

A little renown by the thought and its inception

You're sinking in

So wait, You are with us

There are no secrets that in this light couldn't prove

We are worthy to be as You might

Yes, wait my friend and listen

Through a bend a ripple

Flowing through life

So simple