Sunday, October 27, 2013

That will be me

Hang on, just hang on for a minute
I've got something to say
I'm not asking you to move on or forget it
But these are better days
To be wrong all along and admit it, is not amazing grace
But to be loved like a song you remember
Even when you've changed

Tell me, did I go on a tangent?
Did I lie through my teeth?
Did I cause you to stumble on your feet?
Did I bring shame on my family?
Did it show when I was weak?
Whatever you've seen, that wasn't me
That wasn't me, oh that wasn't me

When you're lost you will toss every lucky coin you'll ever trust
And you'll hide from your God like he ever turns his back on us
And you will fall all the way to the bottom and land on your own knife
And you'll learn who you are even if it doesn't take your life

Tell me, did I go on a tangent?
Did I lie through my teeth?
Did I cause you to stumble on your feet?
Did I bring shame on my family?
Did it show when I was weak?
Whatever you've seen, that wasn't me
That wasn't me, oh that wasn't me

But I want you to know that you'll never be alone
I wanna believe, do I make myself a blessing to everyone I meet
When you fall I will get you on your feet
Do I spend time with my family?
Did it show when I was weak?
When that's what you've seen, that will be me
That will be me, that will be me
That will be me

Monday, February 11, 2013

hey you

I believe(d) in you

and though you've given me every opportunity to stop

I'd like to believe that I still do



Sunday, January 27, 2013

Hi?

I see and and I realise just how important communication is.

even if it may be a little awkward. even when there is stuff said that isn't a hundred percent thought through. even when feelings are hurt and toes are stepped on. even when there is or isn't an inclination to talk. even if it makes you squirm and cringe and hide in a hole. even if it becomes a shouting match and comes to blows.

through all of that yuck stuff

you still might get through somehow (one in a gazillionmillionzillion chance or not)

at least then, with hope held and grace given, there's a way over the wall somehow.