The Lyrics From Billy's Forest Chapter 47

Listen to "The Lyrics From Billys Forest Chapter 47" on Spreaker. We're all guilty of it. While standing in line at church or waiting for the Pastor's message to begin. We people watch. We eavesdrop. We do everything possible to compare where we are in our everyday life but participating in places our ears shouldn't be. It's almost like the leaves on the tree. The green from yesterday is now a golden brown. Were we truly supposed to watch as the leaves fell to the ground? While seasons move through each one of us. Shouldn't our focus be on forward motion?