Conflicting Signals

I’m hearing things, every minute, every day.
I’m hearing things, every minute, every day.
….conflicting signals….

Conflicting signals for my attention seek.
The spirit’s willing (I think) but the flesh is weak.
Something higher, than today we need.
Something better, than tomorrow or our greed.

But I’m seeing things, every minute, every day.
….conflicting signals….
I’m seeing things, every minute, every day.
….conflicting signals….

Conflicting signals, they are all around me.
There from the pulpit. There on my T.V.
And there’s a battle. In my mind.
It seems quite savage, an unearthly kind.

I’m thinking things, every minute, every day.
….conflicting signals….
I’m thinking things, every minute, every day.
….conflicting signals….

Conflicting signals, in everything that is.
A truer ring, none has than what is His.
The Word became flesh, for our very sake.
That we with Him, might even partake.

I’m feeling things, every minute, every day.
….conflicting signals….
I’m feeling things, every minute, every day.
….conflicting signals….

There’s this. There’s that. Something else. Oh. Something else. Oh.
There’s this. There’s that. Something else. Oh. Something else. Oh

Copyright 2010 David D. Vande Velde