Sometimes I Think Too Much

Sometimes… I think too much… Clock ticks loud in the quiet house Thoughts keep spinning, endless rounds Screen stays dim, no notifications Mind runs deep into the stations But down the hall… soft breathing sound Wife and kids peacefully asleep, safe and sound Sometimes… I think too much… Sometimes… I think too much… And in the stillness I feel the spark Pure prosperity warms the dark Future building in every breath Quiet wealth that defies death They’re right here, I’m never alone Roots run deep in this home Sometimes I drift in open space Sometimes I’m held in perfect grace Sometimes the mind pulls me away Sometimes love pulls me back to stay Late nights thinking, years roll by Questions circle across the sky But in their rooms the steady peace Reminds me all the noise can cease Potential lives in every day With them beside me all the way Sometimes… I think too much… Sometimes… I think too much… Not alone in the endless spin Family close beneath my skin Thoughts run wild but always land Back in the warmth of gentle hands Loneliness fades, fortune stays Quiet strength lights up my days Sometimes… I think too much… And that’s okay… I’m not alone…