In the winter you will lie
soul beguiled and rested eye
deathly dreams that dream to die
In the dead of dusk

In December you will sleep
Stowed away the dreams you keep
The sea inside you, swirling deep
In the dead of dusk

Daytime thoughts of innocence
happiness and diligence
follow you to requiem
In the dead of dusk

Lightest thoughts on surface, you
forget about what's real
what's true
until the dusk envelops you
that dead and demon dusk

Now Winter's winds are calling you
shadows cast on what is true
white cat, now black cat
sun now moon
in the dead of dusk

Everything you thought you knew
sleep will twist and mangle you
nightmares creep inside of you
in the dead of dusk

Morning follows
sun rises up
nightmares dangle on the cusp
disappear now,
Twelve hours burn up
then drag you down
back to the dead of dusk

The day that was before,
With a sky that was blue
And a sun that was hot,
Has changed to the day that is now,
With a sky that is grey
And an air that is damp.
The view from atop the high places is fogged.
There is nothing for the eye to take in
Except the thick mist and the shadows of black trees
That escapes the mouths of the choking clouds.
This sight may seem to many dreary and lonesome,
But really, it is beautiful.
The mist and the ghostly trees
Breathe mystery and secrecy,
You have only to whisper a secret and
The mist will keep it.
Rain has finally fallen on the land that was dry
Like the throat of hot summer.
Now everything is wet,
And all the trees’ dry throats relieved.

It was many and many a year ago,
  In a kingdom by the sea,
That a maiden there lived whom you may know
  By the name of ANNABEL LEE;
And this maiden she lived with no other thought
  Than to love and be loved by me.

I was a child and she was a child,
  In this kingdom by the sea:
But we loved with a love that was more than love—
  I and my ANNABEL LEE;
With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven
  Coveted her and me.

And this was the reason that, long ago,
  In this kingdom by the sea,
A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling
  My beautiful ANNABEL LEE;
So that her highborn kinsmen came
  And bore her away from me,
To shut her up in a sepulchre
  In this kingdom by the sea.

The angels, not half so happy in heaven,
  Went envying her and me—
Yes!—that was the reason (as all men know,
  In this kingdom by the sea)
That the wind came out of the cloud by night,
  Chilling and killing my ANNABEL LEE.

But our love it was stronger by far than the love
  Of those who were older than we—
  Of many far wiser than we—
And neither the angels in heaven above,
  Nor the demons down under the sea,
Can ever dissever my soul from the soul
  Of the beautiful ANNABEL LEE.

For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams
  Of the beautiful ANNABEL LEE;
And the stars never rise but I see the bright eyes
  Of the beautiful ANNABEL LEE;
And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side
Of my darling, my darling, my life and my bride,
  In her sepulchre there by the sea—
  In her tomb by the side of the sea.

I believed it when they told me you would heal my pain, my suffering, and my problems.
Every morning and all day long I let you flow through my veins.
Never loving anyone else, not even myself.

I thought you were my savior for making me feel good.
As long as you were with me, nothing could hurt me.

Until I woke one day and you were not there.
My body trembled for you,
my stomach churned.
Oh, how I needed you!

No way to go get you,
No way could I walk.
I believed you when you said you wouldn't hurt me.
Yet, you are gone and oh, how I hurt.

Ten years of my life, two kids that you made me loose,
And two more I gave up just for you.
My house, my truck....
All just so I could be stuck on you.

Nowhere to sleep,
Nothing to eat.
All my family has turned their backs on me,
all because I choose to take that journey.

Now I'm laying here in this hospital bed,
doctors telling me I was almost dead.
Yet, when I leave this hospital room,
I just run back to you.

Oh, how I loved you.
From 16 years old until 26 I spent all my time with you.
Now, I'm listening to the voice in my heart,
the voice I hear in my soul.
I just don't know....
Am I going insane?

No, I hear the deep thoughts in my mind.
It is your Lord telling you it's time.

Where do I go?
What do I do?
I asked you.
Wait and I'll show you.

To my surprise,
There was my friend walking in
when I was about to do my last dime.

My Lord tells me once more,
It's time, pour your heart out.
And watch he will show you where to go.

To this place my friend asks me to go,
A church! I would've never known.
Beautiful lady, beautiful heart....
Gives me the chance to open my heart.

Change my ways is what I'm told.....
Instead of meeting with what I thought was my love.....
I'm meeting with people who done what I've done.

5 years have gone by,
and you are not even on my mind.
With my Savior, years have gone by.....
Living the life that was meant for me.

Yet, I find myself asking....
What is my purpose in life?

I hear the Lord tell me yet once more,
I had a plan for you but you choose your own.
Now I see why I have given you the choice,
Because now you will help the people who made their addiction their life.

Without you, My Lord....
Without you, My Friends......
Without you, My Pastor......
But most importantly......
Without you, my family.......

Life would have never been changed......