Recycle continually
Controlling where I'm led
Darkening habitually
One day I wrote them down
Scattered about my feet
On black paper though still around
I've now a panorama- sweet
Thinking of how I act...
Replaying old behaviors
Those sinful patterns I attract
I wrote on yellowed papers
Then... thinking of each friend in turn
The ones that faded away
After leaving me to burn
I wrote them off...in grey
Which sheets can I replace today
As in new ways I think and do?
Adding colors that shine away
Making steps for a life that's new
First...I start before a mirror
And play out who I want to be
Chucking what's been inferior
I dress the part...of my new me
Where chaos had been my friend
I now have much more space
Freedom...with time to spend
Finding sheets of golden lace
Still, I wonder...Is this but a quick fix?
As I have set down my history
No...with the weight dropped, brightness clicks
Flooding hope's light for victory
Back to the mirror...I take out a big pen
And draw a hand before my eyes
Out stretched, inviting... open
Reminding me of Christ
A perfect friend, I've found at last
His truths are beauty to my mind
As now I'm thankful for the past
For contrast to the new colors I find
Verse 1]
Demons inside my head, recycle continually
Controlling where I'm led, darkening habitually
One day I wrote them down, scattered about my feet
On black paper, though still around, I've a panorama sweet
[Verse 2]
Thinking of how I act, replaying old behaviors
Those sinful patterns I attract, I wrote on yellowed papers
Then thinking of each friend in turn, the ones that faded away
After leaving me to burn, I wrote them off in grey
[Pre-Chorus]
Which sheets can I replace today?
As in new ways I think and do
Adding colors that shine away
Making steps for a life that's new
[Chorus]
First, I start before a mirror
And play out who I want to be
Chucking what's been inferior
I dress the part of my new me
Where chaos had been my friend
I now have much more space
Freedom with time to spend
Finding sheets of golden lace
[Verse 3]
Still, I wonder, is this but a quick fix?
As I have set down my history
No, with the weight dropped, brightness clicks
Flooding hope's light for victory
[Bridge]
Back to the mirror, I take out a big pen
And draw a hand before my eyes
Outstretched, inviting, open
Reminding me of Christ
[Final Chorus]
A perfect friend, I've found at last
His truths are beauty to my mind
As now I'm thankful for the past
For contrast to the new colors I find
First, I start before a mirror
And play out who I want to be
Chucking what's been inferior
I dress the part of my new me
[Outro]
New colors I find
New colors I find
thoughts from reading
Transcript "Christ-Centered Healing from
Depression and Low Self-Worth
Carrie Maxwell Wrigley, LCSW
BYU Education Week, Aug 15, 2005
thoughts from reading
Transcript "Christ-Centered Healing from
Depression and Low Self-Worth
Carrie Maxwell Wrigley, LCSW
BYU Education Week, Aug 15, 2005






















































































































































