four word letter

"I wrote a four word letter...with post-script in crooked lines,

"Though I'd lived I'd never been alive."

And you know who I am...you held my hem as I traveled blind,

Listening to the whispering in my ear, soft but getting stronger,

Telling me the only purpose of my being here is to stay a bit longer.

Stealing a bicycle chain as the handlebars crashed to the ground,

And the back wheel detached from the frame, it kept rolling, yeah,

But aimlessly drifting around.

Oh, pretenders, let's go down...let's go down, won't you come on down?

Oh, pretenders, let's go down...down to the river to pray.

"Oh, but I'm so afraid" or "I'm set in my ways"

But He'll make the rabbits and rocks sing His praise.

"Oh, but I'm too tired, I won't last long."

No, He'll use the weak to overcome the strong!

Oh, Amanda, let's go down...let's go down, won't you come on down?

Mama, Nana, let's go down...down in the dirt by the river to pray."

- four word letter pt 2, mewithoutYou.