Lord of the Past

"Every harsh word spoken;
every promise ever broken to me
Total recall, of data in the memory
Every tear that has washed my face;
every moment of disgrace I have known
Every time I've ever felt alone
Lord of the here and now;
Lord of the come what may
I want to believe somehow
that you can heal these wounds of yesterday
So now I'm asking you,
to do what you want to do
Be the Lord of my past."

- Bob Bennett