5:50 AM/ Todo Som (pot-pourri)

I open my eyes under the same roof every day
Everything all over again
I wake up, a slap on the clock, my mind is empty

It's ten to six
Today my ego's death is celebrating its anniversary
Will I make it
Make it to the end of another calendar?

I don't know
I don't know
I don't know
It's always the same

They said Your love is new every day
I thought
I want to hear Your voice say what I wanted

It's ten to six
If it's to serve You and then quench that old thirst
If it's to follow You and never fall into the same trap

I will
I will
I will
Follow You

He who searches my inner self
Knows me inside out
Knows how I am
Knows my intentions
And makes me live in everything
I hear the sound of His voice
He makes me see

To Him all sound of all of us
To Him in every tone and every voice
Sing glory
Sing glory

To Him all sound of all of us
To Him in every tone and every voice
Sing glory
Sing glory

To Him all sound of all of us
To Him in every tone and every voice
Sing glory