The day is dawning; your heart is breaking; the sun bursts through the clouds.
He is speaking your name; yet, you refuse to hear.
You begin your day with cute little answers, a quoted little word.
You try to pretend you are drawing near.
The morning is moving; your heart is aching; the children are skipping to school.
He is calling out to you; yet, you refuse to care.
You continue your way, filling every moment with worry and regret.
You try to pretend all this you can bear.
The sun is setting; your heart is longing; the families are gathering around.
He is shouting across the chasm; yet, you refuse to yield.
You allow the cares of life to consume you, supplying your fleshly desires.
You try to pretend all your dreams are fulfilled.
The night is falling; your heart is bleeding; the stars are shining through.