| Midst By Jim Correale Morning sunshine kisses me awake Nothing came in the night for my soul to take The day screams louder, calling me outside I follow the trail of action, noise and light Surrounded by others, I push onward every day Though in the midst of my life I have lost my way I�d like to choose the road less traveled down But how do I when there�s desert all around? Evening comes and drags me toward sleep Long ago I gave up praying for my soul to keep Now I just lie still and close my eyes tight So as not to look upon the darkness of the night |