The House of the Rising Sun

Seems to me we were promised a story and a story is just where we will start off at. It all began as some things often do in a relative way that is to say. Some would say later at night though that does not sound quite about right. After all not may have or might, but some would have said then quite alright. The story opens with a scene in the zoo and whats in it for you. Though it was not a zoo as some would have said with a warehouse or two. Not that there were animals too. The places for keeping the dead and the storage for them that were not just quite right in the head. Though thats for a time later on and you will see when we have got to that song that we have been singing along. Its been over us there all along, though unheard by most strong. Perhaps due to the distractions at night and the things that would creep in then so quite on soft little cat feet almost like mice and then from there they would turn out the lights. It does not seem such a delight. Though there was a place with some critical care and it was of the houses were there. A few workers had been standing around on their shift with not a thing but just to think about this. Though its important to see that for later on what these people would have done then so strong as to whom of which they may have belong. Theres God in this strong that would have been singing so there all along. Though as the story would have came at the time some did not see it there then divine except as it were a pointed out for our time. After all the story was not quite right in the head and it was from there that it was pu

It was heard in every stray breath Word of his song that he was singing there all along. Unnoticed by any so there all along as it had of been that he was there strong so with us so there all along. Though most did not hear in visions and dreams along with all that it seems. Whats there to be said except that his house with it read as it were the time of the dead. Whats it for then they said. They had not understood at the time that our God had been right all along and so was there in this strong as he was so leading his children so there all along. It was after all in the words of our song that some blood had been spilled so there all along. It was happening right now believe it or not down on the ground and what would find there around. That is if there was had to be found, for the person making the mess was in no sight there around. Seemingly they were nowhere there to be found. Which should have been strange as it seemed at the time except that you had of knew of divine, this God for our time. We would find believe it or not that he was there for our time and in each thing that would have come that's been sung. The woman mopping up the mess on the floor was none other than a dear friend that some would adore. Others perhaps not so much as a chore. See it all started out in a reliative way with a son that was born that also there lay though not contested by any today. Just that some had of cared an awful lot in this world when it came to the children there toward. Which was alright to be so concerned. At least, the worker was making sense in this world and she had a good job that was toward. Just that all jobs had of come from the Lord. Though the other worker who puts up a fight and that does not seem just quite about right. There would be seemingly no have there delight for the child was not the focus there in this world but the job they were for.

For if there had of been anything loved better than kids in this world and perhaps it was maybe the silver and gold. The have there rewards of the work it was for. Though some have of loved the job purely for the work thats been done and this one here was one of these ones. She did most everything she had started off at the time and found to put her hand to at the time what with all the scrubbing and mopping thats said and the ancient feud that was put there to bed. Since it was easier to forgive and forget on the score than to say be keeping all the tabs of the Lord. Though it had of been a though at the time which is why one of the other workers had changed all her mind of say what she might would want there to find just some friendship and love for the time. There was nothing in it for sure, not even a child to be borne of the Lord. That was the trouble though with seeing in visions and dreams along with all that it seem, your hopes and your dreams. Some had been bandied along and others had been sold there for a song. This particular woman after the scrubbing and cleaning had of started the one shes been singing. Something about how God was good for the time though the particulars were remembered not at the time. That he had turned her life around though somehting was changed. Perhaps the streets no longer they sang though of a dark allure somewhat it rang and the calls unanswered also they came, that God had been there just the Same. Hence the dishes were done in the house of the sun.