It's New Years Eve and I'm full of empty promises, I half pretend to keep this time, just like last year. The band is loud and I'm wandering the shadows, wishing I was never here. I persevere. A crowded room, these whitewashed tombs, they raise their glasses high, they kiss the past goodbye.
This New Years Eve, I'm waiting for tomorrow. My heart is on my sleeve, and yes I still believe, this New Years Eve, will turn out better than before, I'm holding on, still holding out, until they close the door... on me.
It's New Years Eve and I feel my insecurities, are haunting me like ghosts, this sinking quicksand. And then with thunderous praise and lofty adoration, a second passes by, yet nothing changes. I hate my skin, this grave I'm standing in. Another change of years, and I wish I wasn't here.
A year goes by and I'm staring at my watch again, and I dig deep this time, for something greater than I've ever been, life to ancient wineskins. And I was blind but now I see.
This New Years Eve, something must change me inside, I'm crooked and misguided, and tired of being tired. This New Years Eve, I'm waiting for tomorrow. My heart is on my sleeve, and yes I still believe, in You.
This last year was a doozy I had to leave one of the most important places in my life where I made some of the closest friends of my life and met the greatest girl ever and have fallen for her. I moved to OK for a school year that seems to drag on. Friends are getting married left and right its crazy. I am in a slump in life I know I must just keep trudging along in order to make it to my final goal. Yes I Still Believe In You. that line keeps me going and sometimes its He is the only thing keeping me going. I love you Jesus you are my Samwise and I am your Frodo, please carry me when I fall.
Pray Hard and Hold on to Jesus folks
love ya.
