Large fingers pushin’ paint…
You’re God and you got big hands…
The colors blend…
The challenges you give man…
Seek my part…devote myself…
My small self…like a book amongst the many on a shelf…
Sometimes I know sometimes I rise
Sometimes I fall sometimes I don’t
Sometimes I cringe sometimes I live
Sometimes I walk sometimes I kneel
Sometimes I speak of nothing at all…
Sometimes I reach to myself, hear God…
