Zelotes

Zelotes
6-26-18

Making daisy chains in the back of ones heart
After these things Paul departs from Athens
No use in turning in now that I'm out and about
Passing through Apollonia on Dreamline rocks
To find peace in fullness
Bring your good times no applause necessary to celebrate good times
Still clinging to this shell preserved and restored
Find peace in fullness O, Hinksey read the proclamation
Converted and baptized by the laying on of hands
Praying for the path
And one more eternal round....





This Gun For Hire
6-26-18

Holding it near and dear
As to tarry in what we are willing to carry
What is that to thee continuing with one accord
spending time at York High wishing I could fly
At Phrygia in Egypt how wonderful are our works and fruit
what meaneth this?
Of our hands ever of the apostles of old
Caught up in my meditation
Your sins are forgiven you in that you are blessed
Wherefore you watch over them
All for the all in sundry at Samaria
As to live as if things are going well
Whe thou wert young thou girdest thyself.....






Happiness (That Simple)
6-26-18

On my way to a better life so he tells me
As preserved and restored
It's happiness, that simple
Under president Nelson
O, bright countenance raven known as dependable
In the last days our professional assassin for the contract that was binding her
Breath going through her wounds
It's hard to say by the elements of the priesthood for knowledge of the Savior
Fast and testimony finding peace in the fullness
Hinksley reads the proclamation
All for the cleansing time
Where all of us fall short back in the sea.......





Tide, Why!
6-26-18

As preserved I'm still learning
And I spill the beans In Arabians and Cretes
Time to claim that sweet release
Tell me what you see all amazed
And in doubt what meaneth this?
Headed past the watermark for a tinkling cymbal
All for dwellers in Mesopotamia
In our own tongue I look down upon it
Every nation under heaven taking a part of this apostleship
Taking up Kipling's Captain Courageous
O, Hanre so we groan in Harvey flinging the knife overside
Sung six miles from here
A fathom not to fear
Guess he's bound to take it with him
To judgement.....