Coming Through

Hello Mark.
This is your conscience speaking.
Silently whispering while you’re weeping:
«Hold on hope… hold on hope…»
Hello Mark.
This is your conscience pushing.
Constantly reminding you
while love’s been blinding you:
«Hold on hope… hold on hope…»
There are days when your ways
are so exhausting, I run away.
Hello Mark.
This is your conscience coming through.
Hello Mark.
This is your conscience screaming.
Angrily shouting while you’re doubting:
«Hold on hope… hold on hope…»
There are days when your ways
are so exhausting, I run away.
Hello Mark.
This is your conscience coming through.