"For still the vision awaits its appointed time…
If it seems slow, wait for it;
it will surely come."
—Habakkuk 2:3
Don't take much for this crazy world
To rob me of my peace
And the enemy of my soul
Says You’re holding out on me
So I stand here lifting empty hands
For you to fill me up again
But it’s the time in between
That I fall down to my knees
Waiting on what You'll bring
And the things that I can't see
I know my song’s incomplete
Still I'll sing in the time in between
—Francesca Battistelli
"Time In Between" from My Paper Heart (c) 2008
