Pushin' Broom

Fall has come again
Bringing the leaves to the ground
Another year’s gone away
Nothing’s changed in this town
Far may it be from you
To live someone else’s dream
Though your aspirations soar
Just thank the Lord once more
So many times we believe
That our lives will go to waste
Unless we strive to achieve
So many things out of haste
Sometimes we run too fast
When God is asking us to crawl
He who is faithful minding less
Shall be given to rule over all
Does it feel like every time you’re alone
A voice begins to speak