Testo Our View Of Sharing

each day I follow my vocation a silent matter of course I watch the headlines over coffee searching for excuses though we may be the ones who are able to give to be given is our sorrow and we clean up the stairs in front of our house pretending not to hear I will be waiting for the day we rearrange our view of sharing it is time to make amends oh, we?re all cynics that - broken-hearted - want to be so different merely bathing in our holy silence that casts a lonely shadow now you?re feeling ashamed, want to get yourself cleaned but it?s hard to find distraction desperation?s a trap that?s getting you down ...that wasn?t my design I will be waiting for the day we rearrange our view of sharing it is time to make amends my vocation, silent matter, to be given, I?ll be waiting rearranging, to be different, merely bathing, find distraction now you?re feeling ashamed, want to get yourself cleaned but it?s hard to find distraction and we clean up the stairs in front of our house pretending not to hear I will be waiting for the day we rearrange our view of sharing it is time to make amends...