waiting on fresh fruit

There is a season for all things, i try to remember. Heat in my heart where it used to be tender. Food on my plate but I wouldnt call it dinner. Feasting on sin like it's the only item on the menu.Try to break the chains and switch up the venue. Devil got me caged by using what I've been through. Pain in my heart, yeah more than a flesh wound. I've already planted seeds, now I'm just waiting on fresh fruit. On the promises of my Father I try to make this stand. My sword is my bible, I wanna be a better man. Under spiritual attack, things they cant understand. In bondage from the enemy and Guilty is the verdict as the jury takes the stand. Drugs, money, and murder always in high demand. People wanna see blood shed, watch it run red upon the land, walking with their heart in their hand got the booze and the gram. No time for the father, I really cant understand. Therer is brighter days in distant lands. Learn to crawl so you can stand There is a season for all things, i try to remember. Heat in my heart where it used to be tender. Food on my plate but I wouldnt call it dinner. Feasting on sin like it's the only item on the menu.Try to break the chains and switch up the venue. Devil got me caged by using what I've been through. Pain in my heart, yeah more than a flesh wound. I've already planted seeds, now I'm just waiting on fresh fruit. We go up and down and I get turned around, smiles turn to frowns. My tears like rain drops falling to the ground. The earth is soaking it up or else I'd be filling it up. Feeling empty is the cup. I Feel the ruts, and I feel I'm stuck. Im In need of a spiritual nudge. Hold my nose as I take the plunge, on the cross Jesus was hung. In this life the pain I feel to compare is none, thinking on it leaves me numb. Complaining like it changes somein. With this mind set il never reach the summit. Doubt will always make me plummit. So il grit my teeth and try to stomache. There is a season for all things, i try to remember. Heat in my heart where it used to be tender. Food on my plate but I wouldnt call it dinner. Feasting on sin like it's the only item on the menu.Try to break the chains and switch up the venue. Devil got me caged by using what I've been through. Pain in my heart, yeah more than a flesh wound. I've already planted seeds, now I'm just waiting on fresh fruit.