Look

I see you spinning, restless, toiling Through the haze of a broken life Searching for the keys, the meaning In the spiral of truthful lies Stop Look at the birds Even tho needy Singing their songs Without a worry Look at the lilies Laced in their beauty Could being faithful Be actually thriving The Lord is watching, present, working Can you see beyond the skies There's a city of purpose waiting O Children lift up your eyes Stop Look at the birds Even tho needy Singing their songs Without a worry Look at the lilies Laced in their beauty Could being faithful Be actually thriving There’s a season for everything Shade for every riven thing A time to reap A time to sow A time to question A time to go There’s stillness for the restless soul Apart from what we see and know There’s stillness for the restless soul Apart from what we see and know Look at the birds Even tho needy Singing their songs Without a worry Look at the lilies Laced in their beauty Could being faithful Be actually thriving Look at the birds Even tho needy Singing their songs Without a worry Look at the lilies Laced in their beauty Could being faithful Be actually thriving