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All of a Sudden
All of a sudden, on purpose
     I do what I’ve done accidentally
          My whole life, pen to paper
               Hammering and chiseling out words

Hoping for a heart transplant
     I settle for a bypass known as knowledge
Anesthesia wearing off
     My extreme makeover complete
     I discover the damned talking mirrors still chanting:
     “Oh yes I know that, You don’t have to tell me, I know that, You don’t have 
      to tell me, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know! Damn you, I know…”
          Chest pains, arm pains, head pains
               My old fiendish friends return with a scream.

Pause and think on that

On a different day
     All of a sudden on purpose God shows up
          God is not screaming, punishing or handing out brimstone 
               And I do what you’ve done accidentally my whole life
                    Change, not by might, sword or power
                         It's by hitting bottom and a crazy revelation
                              That God is madly in love with me

Then all of a sudden on purpose
     I do what I’ve done accidentally
          My whole life, pen to paper

Pause and think on that.

© SB Joy, 2006

All of sudden, on purpose…Hoping for a heart transplant…I know, I know, I know…

SB Joy