How to stay afloat in the place of lesser hope.
When the job is gone and the roof is falling.
And the mind runs nonstop like a leaky faucet.
When the sleep escapes the body entirely.
And the fear arises with the lack of flattery.
When the singing's stopped from the sky above.
And the noise of cars has exceeded control.
When the heart is beating 'spite the wanting to curl.
And the thought keeps digging for the road unknown.
That's when mercy appears in all its beauty.
And the energy rises turning death to purity.
And the body moves freely along a slope.
That's how to stay afloat in the place of rising hope.
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