Down at the crossroads
At the four way stop sign.
Stands a man who knows about the Lord
But only counts the restlessness
It was dark
It was light.
It was wrong
It was right.
Have you really had a friend on earth
That stick closer than whose brother.
They laugh and cry and visit you
But their motive is for something other.
Beware of your yourself.
For your own intelligence;
It can actually reveal
How ignorant you are.
Is played as a dangerous game.
You never know where its coming from
Or how you'll end up tamed.
If someone does something
From the ignorance of their heart.
what is there to complain about?
I stand out dazed from wonder
Of what the next day will send.
Will I see the trees sway?
Or will I bend from a turbulent wind.
At a stop sign
We stop to look both ways.
Love looks both ways.