I went to the mountain for to calm my fears
and the mountain was crying in rainbow tears
and it said "I've got troubles of my own, God knows
I've got troubles of my own."
I went to the ocean for to wash my hands
and the ocean was lying on the burning sands
and it said "I've got troubles of my own, God knows
I've got troubles of my own."
I went to the forest for to seek some shade
and the trees they were dying of the timber trade
and they said "I've got troubles of my own, God knows
I've got troubles of my own."
I went to the rocks and I climbed the hills
and the stone at my feet said to me "As God wills
I'll hear your troubles with my own, God knows
I've got troubles of my own."
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Monday, May 24, 2010
God Knows Troubles
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blues song,
poetry,
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BEAUTIFUL... god knows this beautiful.
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