Pushin' Broom - Tourniquet

Fall has come again

Bringing the leaves to the ground

Another year’s gone away

Nothing’s changed in this town

Far may it be from you

To live someone else’s dream

Though your aspirations soar

Just thank the Lord once more

So many times we believe

That our lives will go to waste

Unless we strive to achieve

So many things out of haste

Sometimes we run too fast

When God is asking us to crawl

He who is faithful minding less

Shall be given to rule over all

Does it feel like every time you’re alone

A voice begins to speak