We fight - fight for days
we lie - in so many ways
No more, no more to say
and no more dreams, when I'm lying awake
It's who I am
that moves me on
that finds my shoes, and drops your hand
It's where I've been
and what I've known
that keeps me home
this night - could be too far
our best - is where we are
our scripted replies - our egg shelled feet
the middle ground - where we can't meet
You might scream, and you might swear
we could retreat, we could "go there"
It's who I am
that moves me on
that finds my shoes, and drops your hand
It's where I've been
and what I've known
That keeps me home
When you need to go, you're stuck and such, what do you do?
The energy that's pulling me and telling me find something new.
I can't believe this is what God meant for me
like the peaceful things, the rooted things that seem strange to me.
It's who I am
that moves me on
that finds my shoes, and drops your hand
It's where I've been
and what I've known
that keeps me home
It's this restless need
to find some peace
to find that love
that gets to me
that keeps me from you,
and you from me
and traps the love that we both need.
Sunday, November 2, 2008
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I like the chorus alot. It's hard to read a song because the tune is what helps make it. It sort of reads like a Dr. Suess poem to me. I would need to hear it.
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