More water to waste
More blood to shed
It is war
And there is more lives to be gone
More blood to shed
It is war
And there is more lives to be gone
More space to sit
More room for deceit
It is lust
and there is more heart to be broken
More prayers to pray
More groaning to heart
It is faith
And there is more Christ to lean
More days to pass
More time to rush
It is age
And there is more work to be done.
More poems to write
More thinking to heart
It is me
And there is more you see.
