John Smith's

Words written mainly by my friend Jason Brown,in 1986, not long before he sadly died of an overdose.

Wandering around
Nothing to do
Bored, and depressed
what's new?

Friends say they're happy
But deep down inside
There's hurts and resentments
they hide.

Feeling really down
Tried sniffing glue
it just didn't work
What can i do?

Sitting on a bench
Smoking a fag
Life is so empty
What a drag.

Hungry for a purpose
What's life about?
There must be someone
to help me out!

Looking on the walls
as I walk through the subway.
A poster tells me Jesus
is the way.

Searching more deeply,
looking within.
Ask God to save me
From my sin.

Feeling God's power
Setting me free
Asking for God
to enter me.

Shouting to my mates
I've found a new way,
Living for Jesus,
every day.