Hold on Boy

I've seen walking wounded

Stumbling around like a leaf

I've seen an angry fist shake in the wind

And tear stained eyes embracing a sunset

Hold on boy, you're gonna to need these memories

I've seen baby hands grab my fingers

Like a vice

Grab my glasses

Grab my keys

Grab the strings of my heart

Hold on boy, you're gonna need these memories

Another Baseball game

He wasn't there

No matter, I struck out anyway

Shootin' hoops in the rain

Winning shot at the buzzer

Crowd goes wild

Hold on boy, you're gonna need these memories

Laughter of family

Laughter of friends

Never knew what you all wanted

Lost myself in trying to hide

In places I hoped you might look

Now the trees have shed their garmets

And I walk amidst them on this dark lonely night

Hold on boy

This is Jordon Cooper's weblog: Paul Proctor -- God Sends Shocking Message To Emerging Church!

This is Jordon Cooper's weblog: Paul Proctor -- God Sends Shocking Message To Emerging Church!

Fruit of the vine, can be bitter, can be sweet.

Alas, the bitter makes some all the sweeter