My parents pray for me...

I picked up gemstones today
They were beautiful
It matters not anymore
Red turns into orange
I cry in front of strangers
I send them all back
It's just like fishing the sea
You can't keep all caught
Time-change is more than it seems
My hourglass empties
I tried to the very end
But I grew too weak
My parents pray for me...

I think I'll go to the range tomorrow...

My heart is pumping quickly
Something's building up
Punch a Mack truck with my fist
I startle her, now
I apologize, but why?
I fall back asleep
Why can't I know God's sure plan?
I want to know now
I think I'll go to the range tomorrow...