Life Choice
Cláudio Fontenelle
I walk the streets and see the broken glass
The hungry kids with shadows in their eyes
If there's a hand above us, why does it pass
Right by the ones who have no place to hide?
I cannot reconcile the pain I see
With any power claiming to be kind
Explain the dark and cold reality
How can a ghost exist and leave no sign?
God does exist, I swear He does
But you won't catch Him in the hall
He's the breath between the buzz
When nobody makes the call
He won't kick down doors and drag you through
He won't bend the sky on cue
He's the one who stays when you're coming undone
Until you cross the line
A man once said: No barbers are real
Just look at all the tangled beards and hair
But if you want the polish that they feel
You have to find the shop that's waiting there
The blade is sharp, the hands are clean and true
But the mirror only shows what you have sought
There is a grace intended just for you
But it's a gift that cannot just be bought
God does exist, I swear He does
But you won't catch Him in the hall
He's the breath between the buzz
When nobody makes the call
He won't kick down doors and drag you through
He won't bend the sky on cue
He's the one who stays when you're coming undone
Until you cross the line
He's waiting on a call
God exists
There's plenty of fonts of love
Amen