Thin Ice

Got nothing to report tonight Tired and I want to go to bed Don't want to get into a fight Just got a cloud up in my head If I stay up late on my phone And watch the late night news I'll know that I'm not alone but I'm sick of the media's views Although the whole world's talking And very few being nice With so many big wigs walking On sheets of cold, thin ice There's a God who rules and reigns In spite of what we see and hear His Son died to break our chains And lives to draw us near Underneath is ice cold water Dark and reeking of death As young lives become cannon fodder Sacrificing their souls' last breath Is this just time's old story And must it always be this way? If we live just for God's glory Can we hope for a better day? Although the whole world's talking And very few being nice With so many big wigs walking On sheets of cold, thin ice There's a God who rules and reigns In spite of what we see and hear His Son died to break our chains And lives to draw us near