Tuesday, April 14, 2015
Aren't we just paintings after all?
You told me,
aren't we just paintings anyways?
Blurred images full of lines...
I'm not the artist, I can't call this life mine.
The evidence is in the artist's brush.
The evidence is in the Bible, and that's enough.
I'm painted, formed, wonderfully made.
I've been bought with a price,
by your blood I am saved.