Fantasy hurts

 Here’s today’s song. It’s called:

Fantasy hurts

Listen, son, listen to those who stood with Solomon 

They learnt from the wisest man 

Fantasy pairs with pride, hurts even those who hide

Learn young to reject it while you can 

Fantasy hurts, fantasy flirts 

Don't turn from truth to fables 

Fantasy fixed to fear, itching ears will hear 

If it takes you turn the tables 

Can I just confess, I can't curse or bless

I'm relying on You for reality 

My mind will play tricks, on You my gaze will fix

Preaching, I outlive mortality 

Fantasy hurts, fantasy flirts 

Don't turn from truth to fables 

Fantasy fixed to fear, itching ears will hear 

If it takes you turn the tables 

Fantasy hurts, fantasy flirts 

Don't turn from truth to fables 

Fantasy fixed to fear, itching ears will hear 

If it takes you turn the tables.

1 Kings 12:10-11

The young men who had grown up with him replied, “These people have said to you, ‘Your father put a heavy yoke on us, but make our yoke lighter.’ Now tell them, ‘My little finger is thicker than my father’s waist. My father laid on you a heavy yoke; I will make it even heavier. My father scourged you with whips; I will scourge you with scorpions.’”

2 Timothy 4:2-4 (KJV)

2 Preach the word; be instant in season, out of season; reprove, rebuke, exhort with all longsuffering and doctrine. 3 For the time will come when they will not endure sound doctrine; but after their own lusts shall they heap to themselves teachers, having itching ears; 4 And they shall turn away their ears from the truth, and shall be turned unto fables.