Bring it Down

Not feeling like doing a particular thing And knowing regardless you'll end up second-string Why was there always someone prettier than you Who turned everyone's head and still you never do? The same person you want to call you but they don't, Same fight with something you want to change but it won't Wondering why people do the things that they do And if people are thinking the same things about you You have to bring it down, you have to slow the pace Can't keep running, you need to find a stopping place There is a God, you're not Him, and He knows best The Lord gives His children sleep, and He gives them rest The world spinning 'round you like a driedle or top The crazy thoughts in your head you wish you could stop Your life may not have gone the way you hoped that it would You did not plan it this way, but God is still good. I'm simply amazed at how nothing is the same. The world goes on and on like a video game. Are things getting better or are they getting worse? Or the same with just a different chapter and verse? You have to bring it down, you have to slow the pace Can't keep running, you need to find a stopping place There is a God, you're not Him, and He knows best The Lord gives His children sleep, and He gives them rest