wayfaring [wey-fair-ing].

How fickle my heart and how woozy my eyes

I struggle to find any truth in your lies  

And now my heart stumbles on things I don't know  

My weakness I feel I must finally show  

Lend me your hand and we'll conquer them all  

But lend me your heart and I'll just let you fall  

Lend me your eyes I can change what you see 

But   your   soul  you  must     keep,   totally     f  r  e  e

What good will it be for a man if he gains the whole world, yet forfeits his soul? Or what can a man give in exchange for his soul? matthew 16:26

going off the grid.....be back after while....


via: earthageblog.prettystuff. lemlem.