Sweetest days of childhood, playing in the deep woods. Stomping through the creek and feeling, oh, so much alive. We're camping in the forest, we join the cricket chorus.
Becky has a house on abundant life Boulevard. A good name, a good family, and butterflies in her yard. Becky loves Jesus and really wants to make Him proud.
Prayers went on but it never came down. Prayers went on but it never came down. Prayers went on but it never came down. . Prayers went on but it never came down.
He rode His wagon into town. A gaudy spectacle. And every gray November brought Him there. Always entertaining, prestidigitating. Pulling rabbits from thin air.