A Series of Small Compromises

 A Series of Small Compromises 

I don’t know about you but I’ve made mistakes

I’ve been wrong and I’ve been weak

Lord knows I haven’t found the words 

when I’ve had my moment to speak

I’ve stumbled headlong into troubles

When I could have walked away

The serpent was sweet-talkin and that fruit was right in front of me

I should have known better

I should have turned right back around

Mistakes never start as big as they become

When you wander unintentionally into the dark

And find yourself in waters deep enough to float an ark

I knew the moment I wandered astray

That the horizon had changed

Love was lost, love was broken, 

love would have to find another way

no matter now how much I wished 

I could Retrace my steps, 

It was like a door was opened 

and through it entered death

A series of small compromises

so inconsequential at the time 

Each another footprint off the path

I’d like to have a few of those steps back

I should have known better

I should have turned right back around

Mistakes never start as big as they become

When you wander out into the dark

And find yourself in waters deep enough to float an ark

Looking at it now I’ve drifted 

farther than I should

Carried along by waves of voices 

that simply weren’t that good

walking my own way so long 

I couldn’t recognize the stumble

Created nearly every minute of my own trouble 

Made things just that much harder

Its time to turn around and put my face back toward my father

I should have known better

I should have turned right back around

Mistakes never start as big as they become

When you wander out into the dark

And find yourself in waters deep enough to float an ark