Every morning I start my day
Looking at all he lovely faces
That’s are gong pass me, smiling
Or talking that greets me with a good morning

I look at the other faces and see weather
They are happy or sad, breath smelling like coffee
Getting on the bus going to the front or the back
Going to work

We encounter each other words
Whatever is false or true?
The words we speak if its kind or unspeakable

Today in this world
While the people go up and down
The street, changes can be made
By each and new day
From the morning sun
From the going down of the moon

In the shiny light that shines up against me

Wow I am so thankful for the changes that got all
His people united back together again
We encounter each other words so thankfully and true