written by Don Chaffer on 5/27/98 at 0:51 I'm starting to see just how I get so lost while I'm looking at the book inside the Counselor's door And starting to read I lose track of the time and I forget just what it was that I had come here for CHORUS But I'm learning to remember Oh I'm learning to remember A walk in the rain can be so painful if you've been so dry that now you've cracked and now you're open and sore Ignoring the pain seems so perfect as an option til you're lying nearly dead on the floor BRIDGE I find that I forget the blood and how it mixed with sweat the saving of the lost the breathing of Your last upon a cross