i think about the waves of time and how they roll across my shoulders thinkin no clock is gonna get the best of me minutes threaten through the years to carve wrinkles with my tears across the face with straining eyes to see... they're looking for the peace that passes all understanding in a world so crazed with fear they say that i am much to demanding to want a better place than here so i'll go unto visions of the prophets claim to me and i'll dream of Heaven the promise in which i believe was made by the Father... sealed by the blood... with the promise of spirit my victory is won outside are dogs and scoffers who mock my very soul they steal the Joy of the promise i own but i will not be shaken from the rock that cleaves to me i have searched the world and found there's one thing i need it's the... won't no lion catch me sleeping not in the darkest night can i say the same for you?