A Passing Thought

In God you place our mistrust

Train lines and paperback books

How life can turn on a whim

Closed doors can open again

All my days

There won't be so much at stake

A passing thought

Can redefine the path I walk

We danced to silence that talked

We made some sense of it all

Back now to some other life

Chill winds and chimney-stack light

All my days

There won't be so much at stake

A passing thought

Can redefine the path I walk

All my days

There won't be so much at stake

A passing thought

Can redefine the path I walk