“B.O.W.”
(Bread On Water)
For the sake of my wife my sons and my daughters
I’m casting my bread out on the waters
Our family is broken completely in shambles
With me in the joint and them out in the brambles
But I cannot save them I have to fix me
Or else I am useless that is the key
I’ve sent off a letter to Standing Stones
There’s nourishment there to strengthen my bones
My hands on the plow no looking back
God has my kids they’ll have no lack
He covered them then He’ll cover them now
Till He’s satisfied that I have learned how
Thank You Lord God that You’ve filled my heart
With the hunger to serve and just do my part
The Brother
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