run to your arms
because that’s the only safe place
i could ever live
holding me up
should i fall hard, the only way
i could ever love
with you i could go from mountain
to beach to city
to the dry desert sand
and the thing that makes it daunting
or so very sweet is what
holds my hand
run to the constant
that waits loyally for me
as the dark thunderous clouds rage
and under your protection
are my home and my wall
and the only thing worth the wait
- les’nspired
Mic 7:7; Ps 147:11; La 3:24
