Love Turns the Whole Thing Around

A song I never finished....

All of these emotions hiding right outside my door, a flood waiting to crash down. Comes on like a running fire leaving a wake of of truth;catastrophes and blacken ashes of emotions scalded along. Wakes of blue lies, reds of passion, and gold flecks  but black, dead black and drenched are answers left behind, can’t reach through the fire of waves, everything’s gonna grow anew, a phoenix from dead fires of ash. Don’t know where anything starts or ends until there’s fire in the whole design, burn down the circle of personal lies. Downward spiral, falling into self emotions conceiving lies as truths and truths as lies. Don’t know how to fix it cause something is missin, don’t know what it is. Burned down and nothing left, all comes down to black and gray not a spot of purity left. Heart of homes, just a cage of hands held up barely keepin this beat pumping. Oh, it’s all come down to these worldly catastrophes, children dying on the inside, to many cryin late at night for this to be right. Can’t analyze, stop tryin to figure it, people only bring you down. Too much compassion heavy laid, but love turns the whole thing around.

The love I get return to me….