When the sun sets on the shore
We'll run beyond the colors there
When evening comes and is no more
We'll let your wind rush through our hair
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If all the world should fall away,
Beneath my feet
the solid Rock still stands
And whether it be dark or day,
Through rain or sleet
my Father holds my hands.
-Del
[author note: I found these in an old notebook of mine. the first one seems unfinished...perhaps i'll expand it sometime]