We hide the smoke that lights the vicious days
As tree tops block heat by burning green leaves.
I raise my head and bring my hands to pray
For the forgiveness from what He perceives.
My savior draws and guides me into lines
And I rebel and spill over a bid.
I acknowledge spirits that beg to shine
I broke laws I never knew as a kid.
But I continue to fight for good grades
So I embrace the cross that fits me best.
The evils in the air present the trades
I hide my Lord that loves me on my chest.
Do not let the red fire burn for me
Do not let the cloud of white angels leave.